Luyện nghe bài hát Swift

The duo is back, competition out the new style
get the heck out
Put on your battlin' gear but come strapped
are not needed, this time it's rap for rap

I'm makin' the move and you'll have to make yours back
In fact, the further the is dancin', Jack will get a lip smack
So break up because it's you shook up, you gotta make up
It's time to break up the party, now shook up

Salt and Pepa's gettin' swift, up to par
And competition, how to 'Whassup' is to ride the bra
on the beats, Steevee-O has the musical notes
Spinderella's like a spinnin' music so dope
Makin' a lot of for all the boys shootin' the gift
Hold on tight 'cuz tonight Salt and Pepa's gettin'

You might have thought about against the spices
Salt and a mixture like Chinese rices
time, Mr. Macho, please don't try to rip
Because melt ya like Nacho cheese

You want flavor, well, here's to savor
Why you wave a microphone in front of my face
And a do small favor, gimme a beat so I can bust a
For all the nerds, let all the words your mind

Statin' the things and pleasin', takin' a rest, I'm out for
Bodily functions makin' 'em
And Pep, this is the Christmas
is duck season and I'm gettin' high
You're outta luck, duck, now it's for you to get and die

The ebony queens are back on the
I assume you still like a vacuum machine
Cornball sucker, give me a
I'm-a drop you from the sky like snow, you a

Born to break any sucker or
Who to get assaulted with a deadly pepper
Go down, low-down, this no showdown
The competition, I'm they'll blow down
Even if you seem to stand
The breeze of the rhyme makes you move and we get

Suckers and flukes, it seems you and time to put up dukes
'Cuz you just it, the furious females to fly to with
(Fuck)
Stay stiff suckers, soon you'll be stuck with a rep, to shreds
A score leg, need a victory? I left an 'S' on your forehead

Don't fuse up now, time to put out lights
I won't up, pal 'cuz I'm-a go outta sight
Lyrical queen, around and you'll get creamed
The star of every fantasy or wetdream

The ebony in a lyrical safari
Battlin' me is a Honda racing a Ferrari
If you were the king, what laws would you me obey?
None, my son 'cuz I'm quicker a [unverified]

Quick to the chick tryin' to get slick
You're nothing but a prostitute turning a new
Little Wench, my mind is a trench
Makes you drop, then you in your tracks and as I clench
My fist, I twist you use to rip
The next time you flex, I'm to get swift

Hip-hopper's, rap artists and fanatics
Can you believe there's a sucker to cause static?
Break out the health supplies and aid
your mind for a super, alphabetical raid

Rhythmic without corrosion
Rhymes, in effect, that protect a Trojan
Against disease, sorta like a MC
Rhymes more powerful than a punch at Dempsy

I fear no one, plus I tell no
I will stand up to any or female
who persist to resist end up a prisoner
Hissed in a daze or a

he is in a state of shock, too hard for one to take
So in a multitude of I run to break
Beats for torture but get played
I stay paid, I caught ya now you shook, you're
Scared of the fact we came back to
The name, we designed the game and we get