Luyện nghe bài hát My Style

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

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

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

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

Right, you know my style is
Right, so cock-block me
You like my style when I'm whiling out my gang
And I gain my fame from doin' my damn
On a and I turn the stage like cocaine
And I bang them thangs, I'm a man

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

I know you like my style
I know that you 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 you, girl?
What's up, what's up with you,
What's up, what's up with you,
What's up, up with you, boy?

Our lined up when we team up
J T and B E P the scene up
to Tennessee and in between 'em
We the hottest in the biz and the
We be rollin' four and a Pima
With off the chi cantina

Stepped out fresh and clean-ah
put me in any magazine-ah
I got eight million to rockin' like this
And nobody drop their styles like this
I'ma give it to you that and like this
And my momma told me, "My baby's a genius"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Black Peas, J T
(Black Eyed Peas, me)
Here we are,
(Here we are, baby)