Luyện nghe bài hát All Around The World

[ fat joe ]
Yeah
Terror squad
Cuban link
'99,

[ verse 1: cuban ]
Yo ladi-dadi, mami, I to party
Plus I always cause trouble when I bacardi
Got the hotties sippin rum, with the stumps
Music bumpin out the trunk. gettin drunk
From the bronx, settin, it all out
No doubt, your coast
Reppin the east, west, north,
Now all about the terror squad, ghetto superstars
Extra-large players kareem abdul jabbar
Word to god, pun, my crew give a fuck who you are
We do our job like we of the mob, shoot up the bar
the don daddy like john gotti
I brung a shotie for the chump bodies
If on it's on, mami

[ ]
It's mister cuban link, baby, through with the hits
Gettin love the ladies while my crew in the triz
And this goes out to the players, thugs, and pimps
(we run shit)
All the world
You know I do my thing, baby, cuban link eclipse
Terror squad, new era, god, choose who you with
When we flip ain't no what we do to your click
(we run shit)
All the world

[ verse 2: cuban ]
Villainous terror squadian, bacardi dark got me the party
Undressin hotties to it all from the drawers to they barbie bits
Pokin up in your ? vaginal? flow in carhartts and
it with a limp, cause cuban link is known to pimp hoes
Gettin bimbos all angles, mandingo straight out the combo
From a bedroom I needed gettin head in a
Grab your ankles, do the hula-hoop your while I do ya
Nothin's cooler than fuckin while you're puffin a bag of
Don the cuba's got your cura, schoolin juniors like
Smooth as when it comes to suckin hooters like a hoover
Who the man now? impressed so mamis, I can't count
Holdin my count down till the last round, hands
No question I blow chest in with a smith & wesson
You'll be in less than a second - reckon
Better listen, my weapon, in my sessions for lessons
Lasting impression, to be the best in this profession

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[ verse 3: link ]
I'm runnin from new york to cali up in a caddy
like daddy with paddy, baggin the weed up in the backseat
Crackin forties, actin naughty, tellin em shorties, havin
Watchin pokeys four freaks - now that's me
I be the nasty cuban, slammin like I'm patrick
me a bag of weed, a brew, and the track that we're doing
For you and yours, full of style
all my skills like a stripper, baby, hit me with some shit for now
Break it down, hit the ground, move your hips
Make it bounce, shoop and sit down on my dick and do the
If you we can bounce right now, pick up a pound
Enjoy and lounge with style, y'all my name by now

[ ]

[ fat joe ]
No
link, baby
'99
Terror
All you niggas
Tryin to be us, talk like us
But you could never walk us
Fuck around and get in chalk
Terror
Joe
Big pun


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