Luyện nghe bài hát Swift

The duo is back, check out the new style
get the heck out
Put on your battlin' gear but don't come
Bullets are not needed, this it's rap for rap

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

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

You might have thought about goin' against the
Salt and a mixture like Chinese rices
Battlin' time, Mr. Macho, please try to rip
Because I'll ya like Nacho cheese

You want flavor, well, here's to savor
Why don't you wave a in front of my face
And a do small favor, gimme a beat so I can a rhyme
For all the nerds, let all the words your mind

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

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

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

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

fuse up now, it's time to put out lights
I ease up, pal 'cuz I'm-a go outta sight
Lyrical queen, mess 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 I'm quicker than a [unverified]

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

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

Rhythmic explosion corrosion
Rhymes, in effect, that protect a Trojan
Against disease, sorta like a MC
Rhymes more powerful a punch at Jack Dempsy

I fear no one, plus I tell no
I will stand up to any male or
Ones who to resist end up a prisoner
Hissed in a or a faze

he is in a state of shock, too hard for one to take
So in a multitude of crowds I run to
for torture but don't get played
I stay paid, I ya now you shook, you're afraid
Scared of the fact we came to uplift
The name, we designed the and we get swift