Luyện nghe bài hát All Around The World

Swear to God I touched down

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

London, England, South of
And all points between they know about man
Konichiwa ladies when I'm out in Japan, I'm a Tokyo Giant 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 stand manta ray, handlin' a
And handlin' the stand about five-eight
Five-nine, fine wine, fine dine either that or I'm mixin' in
Tryin' to buy time, ballin' out in Bali it's gorgeous out in Cali
Brunchin' at the 4 Seasons, off the
When it's back home nigga to the zone
Nigga to the books to the rhymes that took me

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

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

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

Sade, you know I love you sweet Sade
All the world

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

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

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

Same, same, same song song song