Luyện nghe bài hát All Around The World

Swear to God I just down

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

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

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

All around the
bombers
Detroit
Chi-Town, all around the

Said it's all love, Club, M-I-A
Party at bungalow eight, when I
look like a hundred Beyonce's
A couple fiancres, I'm the new
and talk to me, mami in the ea-sy
Garant, I hope, she too young
Only twenty-one and older let another mold her
I'm just tryin' to her how a baller and a roller

one place, sell the pie to keep the engine
Runnin' then I wake up in Vineyard
boss this year, I think I'm gon' spend Christmas
Reminisce about the time my Mom spend Christmas
Now I'm gon' send her on her own wish list
in the world, anywhere for my girl
Forever my lady, crippled and crazy
A and you pay to see D - sweet Sade

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

Said it where you from yo it's where you at
Real niggaz out in Brooklyn, some niggaz clap
It's real killers out in Cali, some niggaz act
Hollywood like they out the hood, it's all to the
Real players in the D-Twa, some of throwed
Slackin' on they mackin', rest for hoes
Real pranksters in the Chi, most of real folks
Disciplined Gangsters, come on Charlie I

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

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

Same, same, same song song song