Luyện nghe bài hát Pop Style

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memory  byAmandaH ,  Editor Upon Drake's release of "Pop Style" from his LP Views From The 6, the Internet was quick to make fun of the fact that Jay Z's verse on the track was only… See all Dropped outta school now we dumb rich, dumb rich
This like some forty-three-oh-one shit, one shit
All my wanna do is pop style, pop style
my birthday into a lifestyle, lifestyle

Tell my mom I love her if I do not it
Got so many chains they call me Chaining Tatum, do
And I to finish what you think you started
Man you just got to Hollywood
You boys started
You don't know you just started
All I do is hang with the young and
All is for my family, man, I try my hardest
It's all I ever did and look it got him
Yeah, you've on my mind lately
still got my number, girl you need to call me
I feel they wanna see me learn the hard way
But you I always handle that one my way
Girl let me rock, rock, rock, rock, rock body
Justin Timberlake and then I hit the
I trust no fuckin' body
still out to get me cause they never got me

They out to get me, they don't get it
I can not be gotten, a given
They like Pablo why are all the windows in your Tahoe?
Why do you know every single bitch that I
Why can't you just shut your mouth and the high road?
Fuck if I know, that Chicago, aye
South, south, side, the motto, aye
Cop a crib and spend ten on remodel
Take the devils out my life and preach the gospel, cause I
We went way, way past the of scrimmage, aye
is back up in it, aye
In the like Emmitt, aye, y'all get so offended, aye
I be out, I ain't backing out
Jay his business, and I'mma let you finish but I
I just, I just, I just, I wanna rock your body
Take you to the garage and do karate
it, chop it, chop it, chop it sipping sake
Throw a bitch on a Kawasaki
(Perfect)