Luyện nghe bài hát Testarosa

I'm Testarosa. First gear
me go, keep 'em in fear
Rumble, man rumble
Brother won't fumble, muthafukas just
crank, rappers get spank
Stripes get yank, a superior
Won't stop the jock in some American car use a radar
But I'm rolling, the tolling
For the D's keep
Cadillac rappers get look and disturb
By the jet blur
Me, the Testarosa running like it ta
Don't try to get
you might get lost in the dual exhaust
Don't ever try to fuck wit' a
octane there ain't no ping
When I swing on a lyrical king
And that's just gear, listen for the upshift
Who can get wit'
I'm your

gear, look it here queer
I'm in here, like spears
The cartel slings legalized dope
cope, others get (gunshot noises)
Lost on the boss, it's is flawless
12 listen to the horses
It smooth
Move or else get
Run for my brother, suckers are getting smothered
I ?cutted? you other ?smutters? rammed in the
My rep is kept, must step
The best get and let out to rest
Huuuu, at that air intake
Second gear, passing
Revolution per lyric get
How can I when my rhyme's on fire
As I approach the end of my
My lyrical horse power to the max
Red line is reached to the peak of my
And I told ya, I'm your

Gear number three, get off the clutch and let 'em up
Keep 'em all down on these bucks
Let 'em big boss is just a bit quicker
Get the
tolerated none, son
Left you at the gun when I hit one
Now I'm in and you think that's quick
Huh, till I hit fifth
Me and my pack, we keep plenty of
You fat now I'm yo to the max
Want Mix-A-Lot for your next
Hey, yo, mass, yea, I got your gat
Two hundred sixty pounds of pure
Critical mass is my homeboy's
My personal trainer, taking gainer
Got the bulk to and contain ya
On the tach, I'm a wind ax
Cutting up air like Boeings
Time to shift and let my seatbelt hold ya
I'm your

Up to fourth gear, the increase
Police got wit the word chief
Move or lose, I excuse the dudes
You light my fuse and out or get used
I go 100 in a 55
No need to lip synch, I'm straight out
So I'm rough who wanna be tough
You fuss and cuss wearing that Raider's
fools from around the way
Knowing well, you ain't from LA
Ashamed where you from son, so you rattle
Like it or not, I scream straight up
Rip up streets wit a lyrical
Don't peep or or you lose your freak
The cam's growl, loud
My tongue keep 'em down
Rev it up, get for fifth
hit 'em wit a maximum dis
I roll ya, fold ya, ya, I told ya I control ya
And I'm your
I'm Testarosa
Yo Punish, show 'em what it is

Gear five, you're eyes get wide
So realize that I survive and I rhyme for
I rope the and is he coming up, nope
I ain't the so don't hope for my throat
There it is, the whiz his
The quiz is what it is and Mix don't give
Sight to the who act like Max
And try to a pop rap to hit the map
That ain't like me, it ain't
To rob another fool them you rule
You boot but not me, troops, you juice
So you hit the wearing my boots
Uh ,uh cupcake, I about to get rape by fake
look at the tail light shrink and then think
How I you pink in a lyrical kink
Time to to my gears and then stop
'Cause I lock the box on them that jock
Turbo is 230 up on ya
I'm your (3x)