Luyện nghe bài hát All Around The World

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

[ verse 1: link ]
Yo ladi-dadi, mami, I love to
Plus I always cause when I guzzle bacardi
Got the hotties sippin rum, with the stumps
bumpin out the trunk. everybody's gettin drunk
From the bronx, settin, it all out
No doubt, your coast
the east, west, north, south
Now it's all about the terror squad, ghetto
Extra-large players like kareem abdul
Word to god, pun, my crew won't a fuck who you are
We do our job like we part of the mob, up the bar
the don daddy like john gotti
I a long shotie for the chump bodies
If it's on it's on,

[ ]
It's mister cuban link, baby, comin through with the
Gettin love from the ladies my crew in the triz
And this out to the players, thugs, hustlers and pimps
(we run shit)
All around the
You know I do my thing, baby, cuban link full
Terror squad, new era, god, better who you with
we flip ain't no tellin what we do to your click
(we run shit)
All around the

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

[ ]

[ 3: cuban link ]
I'm runnin ralleys new york to cali up in a caddy
Puffin like daddy with paddy, the weed up in the backseat
Crackin forties, actin naughty, em shorties, havin orgees
Watchin pokeys with freaks - now that's me
I be the nasty cuban, like I'm patrick ewing
Pass me a bag of weed, a brew, and the track that we're
For you and yours, full of glitter
Showin all my skills 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 down we can bounce now, pick up a pound
and lounge with style, y'all know my name by now

[ ]

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


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