Luyện nghe bài hát My Style

Lord, have mercy, Lord, mercy
Lord, mercy, Lord, have mercy
Lord, have mercy, Lord, have
Lord, mercy, Lord, have mercy

I that you like my style
I know that you like my
You get to turn you out
in the place get wild

I know that you my style
I know you like my style
gotta drop it on your pants right now
Everybody in the place get
(So you sayin'?)

What's up, up with you, girl?
up, what's up with you, girl?
What's up, what's up you, boy?
What's up, what's up you, boy?
Don't jock, jock, baby, don't jock me

I the hotness, baby, watch me
You can't, you can't, no, you stop me
'Coz I'm a champ on a rep like
And I spit it tryin' out at Z rocks me
Got my style with the copy

Right, you know my style is
Right, so don't me
You like my style when I'm whiling out with my
And I gain my from doin' my damn thing
On a mike and I turn the stage cocaine
And I bang them thangs, I'm a man

I know that you like my
I know that you my style
You can't get to you out
Everybody in the get wild

I know that you like my
I know you like my style
You've gotta drop it on your right now
Everybody in the place wild
(So you sayin'?)

What's up, what's up with you,
What's up, what's up you, girl?
What's up, up with you, boy?
What's up, up with you, boy?

Our style up when we team up
J T and B E P sold the up
Cali to Tennessee and in 'em
We the hottest in the biz and the
We be rollin' Hummers and a Pima
sunset off the chi cantina

Stepped out fresh and clean-ah
Paparazzi put me in any
I got eight million ways to rockin' this
And ain't nobody drop their styles like
I'ma give it to you that and like this
And my always told me, "My baby's a genius"

I know that you like my
I know you like my style
You can't get to you out
Everybody in the place get

I know that you like my
I know you like my style
You've gotta drop it on pants right now
Everybody in the place get
(So you sayin'?)

What's up, up with you, girl?
up, what's up with you, girl?
What's up, up with you, boy?
What's up, what's up you, boy?

[Foreign
I like to keep my on, singo
(Singo)
Baby, you can me Mijo
(Mijo)
I make you say, adios,
[Foreign
I make it hot for you if Frijo

It feels somethin's heatin' up
Timberland on the drum, drum, beatin' up
Black Peas, there's no defeatin' us
J T, he's rockin' a beat us

freaks, they want to freak with us
After the spot they tryna with us
know our style is fabulous
Off the our style ridiculous

What's up, up with you, girl?
What's up, what's up you, girl?
What's up, up with you, boy?
up, what's up with you, boy?

Lemme ya
I know that you like my
I know you like my style
I've been gone for a
But I'm back with a brand new

Black Peas, J T
(Black Peas, that's me)
Here we are,
(Here we are, baby)