Luyện nghe bài hát Motor Sport

Yeah, woo, yeah,

Motorsport, yeah, put that thing in (skrrt, skrrt)
Shawty bad (bad), pop her like a (pop it)
You a dork, been a sport (dork, yeah)
Pull up, woo, woo, out the court (jump)
Cotton candy (drink), my cup tastes like the (cotton)
Straight up (where?), we didn't take the stairs (where?)
Faced my fears (fears), gave my tears (mama)
gears (shift), on the Nawf, get serious (serious)

Face all your fears, get at me
Hit so many donuts on backstreets
Sit so high in the (yeah)
like I can fly, yeah
Xans, Perky, check (yeah), Belichick
Take the air out the ball, so I can flex
Take the air out the mall, walkin' the sacks
the air out your broad (hey), now she can't go back
Xans, Perky, check (yeah), Belichick
Take the air out the (yeah), just so I can flex
Take the air out the (hey), walk in with the sacks
Take the air out broad (woo, woo, woo, E)

Offset!
Uh, the coupe came (hey)
This season's Off-White in snorted (white)
Green a tortoise (Lambo)
No being, I'm immortal (no)
Patek and A.P. full of (Patek)
K, I spend on my señora (racks)
My on margarine, butter (margarine)
And my ears got nuggets (ayy)
Soon, as I land on the (whew)
Piguets, wet, tears ('guets)
488, hit the (488)
doors, Britney Spears
I'm boujee, so, bitch, get near (boujee)
Criss Angel, make disappear (voilà)
Hit the gas, it got flames out the (skrrt)
It's a to the bag, get the mills (hey)

B:]
Ride the like a BMX
No nigga be my ex (no)
I love when he go on
'Cause he more, when I see him less
I get up set off
I turn on
I him the other day
Man, we sell that porn
Yeah, Cardi B, I'm back,
I don't wanna hear I'm different
Same lips be talkin' 'bout me
Is the same lips be ass kissin'
These hoes what they say they are
And their pussy stank, catfishin'
Same hoes was sendin' shots
reachin' out like they back itchin'
Why would I hop in some (why?)
I could just hop in a Porsche?
You heard she gon' do what who?
That's not a source, no
So tell me, have you her?
Let me my weave up
I'm the trap
¡Dame gasolina! Skrrt!

Motorsport, yeah, put that thing in (skrrt, skrrt)
bad (bad), pop her like a cork (pop it)
You a dork, never a sport (dork, yeah)
Pull up, woo, woo, jumpin' out the (jump)

[Nicki
Uh, yo, watch your man, you should watch your mouth
Bitches is pressed, administer to mouth
You see stats, you know what I am about
I am the champ, I'm Mike in a bout
Attention, I'ma need you to front
You don't want smoke me, this is a laced blunt
Rap's Jackie Chan, we pullin' them fake stunts
My crown won't fit on your bum-ass lace (uh)
You bitches catchin' a fade, out my nigga Lil Boosie
All of your be dead, you can get hit with that Uzi
I call him Ricky, he say he me like Lucy
Get you a straw nigga, you know pussy is juicy
This Givenchy is made, now you can't get it at Saks though
I don't work in no office, but they copyin' and that's though
I tryna be violent, but if Nicki on it, it slaps, ho
Get you lined for that paper like a loose when that strap blow
I'm a couple bad bitches that'll rip the party
If Quavo the QB, I'm Nick
Pull up in the space coupe, I done with Marty
I can actually to get a pink Bugatti
"Hey yo Nick, didn't you just do a hit Gotti?"
too, but my niggas send hits like Gotti
It's a wrap, like the things on the head of a
Bitch, you my son, go and sit on the (rrrr)

Brand new (Chanels)
I 'em runnin' from 12 (12)
Ain't make no commitment none of you bitches
'Cause money is me well (uh uh)
If Nicki should show me her
hand on the Bible, I swear I won't tell (swear)
If I get to play with kitty
I how many platinums we gon' sell (albums)
Pop a Perc and a feel (I pop one)
Now I cannot the wheel (woah)
My bad, give me chills
And the left on Richard Mille (ice)
Not the watch, but the on the ice
If you know what that is (huh)
Motorsport,
Abort the mission, a kill (pew, pew, brrr)

Motorsport, yeah, put that thing in (skrrt, skrrt)
bad (bad), pop her like a cork (pop it)
You a dork, been a sport (dork, yeah)
up, woo, woo, jumpin' out the court (jump)
Cotton candy (drink), my cup tastes like the (cotton)
Straight up there (where?), we didn't the stairs (where?)
my fears (fears), gave my mama tears (mama)
Shiftin' gears (shift), on the Nawf, get (serious)

Girl, yeah, yeah, I wish my grandma see me (grandma)
Take pain, ain't easy (pain)
That's why I up a bleezy (fire)
Niggas not this season