Luyện nghe bài hát Swift

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

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

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

You have thought about goin' against the spices
Salt and a mixture like Chinese rices
Battlin' time, Mr. Macho, don't 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, a beat so I can bust a rhyme
For all the nerds, let all the words feed mind

Statin' the things and pleasin', a rest, I'm out for easin'
Bodily functions makin' 'em
And Pep, is the Christmas season
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 suck like a vacuum machine
Cornball sucker, me a break
I'm-a drop you from the sky snow, you a cornflake

Born to break any sucker or
Who wants to get assaulted with a deadly
Go down, low-down, ain't no showdown
The competition, I'm sure they'll blow
if you seem to stand stiff
The of the rhyme makes you move and we get swift

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

fuse up now, it's time to put out lights
I won't 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 princess in a safari
Battlin' me is a Honda racing a Ferrari
If you were the king, laws would you have me obey?
None, my son I'm quicker than a [unverified]

Quick to split the chick to get slick
You're nothing but a prostitute a new trick
Little Miss Wench, my mind is a
Makes you drop, 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 believe there's a sucker to cause static?
Break out the supplies and medical aid
Prepare your for a super, alphabetical raid

Rhythmic explosion corrosion
Rhymes, in effect, that like a Trojan
disease, sorta like a wack MC
Rhymes more powerful than a punch at Jack

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

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