Luyện nghe bài hát All Around The World

Swear to God I just down

All the world, same song
Killa Cali nigga, song
A-T-L, song
Real-adelphia it's all around the world

London, England, South of
And all points they know about your man
Konichiwa ladies when I'm out in Japan, I'm a Tokyo like Ichiro
I am poor nigga from the hood but I blew
Now I bounce up and down Crenshaw
Spot me the hotel, the Cap', or
Bathrobe, slippers in the like weed

Your man'll manta ray, handlin' a steak
And the modern stand about five-eight
Five-nine, wine, fine dine either that or I'm mixin' in Switzerland
Tryin' to buy time, ballin' out in Bali it's gorgeous out in Cali
Brunchin' at the 4 Seasons, off the
it's back home nigga back to the zone
Nigga back to the books to the that took me

All the world
Brooklyn
Detroit
Chi-Town, all around the

Said it's all love, Sure Club,
Party at bungalow eight, when I
Pool look a hundred Beyonce's
A couple fiancres, I'm the new
Come and talk to me, mami in the
Garant, I hope, she ain't too
Only twenty-one and older let another nigga her
I'm just tryin' to show her how a baller and a

Sleep one place, sell the pie to the engine
Runnin' then I up in Martha's Vineyard
boss this year, I think I'm gon' spend Christmas
Reminisce about the time my Mom couldn't spend
Now I'm send her on her own little wish list
Anywhere in the world, anywhere for my
Forever my lady, blind and crazy
A ticket and you pay to see D - sweet

Sade, don't you know I love you Sade
All the world

it ain't where you from yo it's where you at
Real niggaz out in Brooklyn, niggaz don't clap
real killers out in Cali, some niggaz just act
Hollywood like they out the hood, all to the good
players in the D-Twa, some of them throwed
Slackin' on mackin', rest haven for hoes
pranksters in the Chi, most of them real folks
Disciplined Gangsters, on Charlie I know

Shit it ain't about city or borough
It's 'bout if you really as thorough and if you are, at your boy
I put my on my heart, that means I feel you
Real real and you lookin' familiar
I'ma Bed-Stuy but I do it to death
I promise I'm as St. Thomas homey at Chef's
One-twelve, A-T-L, the sun up
Then we party the sun don't set

We take you all around the world
the same song, everywhere
It's the same
We gon' you all around the world, same song
Same
Same
All around the

Same, same, same song song song