Luyện nghe bài hát Pop Style

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memory  byAmandaH ,  Editor Upon Drake's release of "Pop Style" his 2016 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
sound like some forty-three-oh-one shit, one shit
All my niggas wanna do is pop style, pop
Turn my birthday into a lifestyle,

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

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