Luyện nghe bài hát Swift

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

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

Salt and Pepa's swift, livin' up to par
And competition, how to is to ride the bra strap
Hurby's on the beats, has the musical notes
Spinderella's like a propeller spinnin' music so
Makin' a lot of noise for all the boys shootin' the
Hold on 'cuz tonight Salt and Pepa's gettin' swift

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

You want flavor, well, here's something to
Why don't you wave a microphone in of my face
And a do small favor, a beat so I can bust a rhyme
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 season
This is season and I'm gettin' high
outta luck, duck, now it's time for you to get and die

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

Born to break any or half-stepper
Who wants to get with a deadly pepper
Go down, low-down, this ain't no
The competition, I'm sure they'll blow
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 forced it, the furious females to fly to with
(Fuck)
Stay suckers, soon you'll be stuck with a rep, torn to shreds
A musical score leg, need a victory? I an 'S' on your forehead

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

The ebony princess in a safari
me is like a Honda racing a Ferrari
If you were the king, what laws would you me obey?
None, my son 'cuz I'm quicker than a

Quick to split the tryin' to get slick
You're but a prostitute turning a new trick
Little Wench, my mind is a trench
you drop, then you stop in your tracks and as I clench
My fist, I twist you use to rip
The next time you flex, I'm guaranteed to get

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

Rhythmic explosion without
Rhymes, in effect, protect like a Trojan
Against disease, like a wack MC
Rhymes more powerful a punch at Jack Dempsy

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

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