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, same
Real-adelphia dude it's all around the

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

Your man'll stand manta ray, a steak
And handlin' the stand about five-eight
Five-nine, fine wine, fine dine either that or I'm 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 rhymes took me

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

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

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

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

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

Shit it 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, means 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 at Chef's
One-twelve, A-T-L, the sun up
we party like the sun don't 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 around the

Same, same, same song song song