Luyện nghe bài hát All Around The World

[ fat joe ]
yeah
Terror squad
Cuban what-what
'99,

[ verse 1: link ]
Yo ladi-dadi, mami, I to party
Plus I always cause trouble I guzzle bacardi
Got the hotties sippin rum, with the stumps
Music out the trunk. everybody's gettin drunk
From the bronx, settin, it all out
No doubt, toast your
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 won't a fuck who you are
We do our job we part of the mob, shoot up the bar
Cuban the don daddy john gotti
I brung a long for the chump bodies
If it's on on, mami

[ ]
It's mister cuban link, baby, comin through the hits
Gettin love the ladies while my crew in the triz
And this goes out to the players, thugs, hustlers and
(we run shit)
All around the
You know I do my thing, baby, cuban full eclipse
squad, new era, god, better choose who you with
When we flip 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 to they barbie bits
Pokin up in ? vaginal? flow in carhartts and timbos
it with a limp, cause cuban link is known to pimp hoes
Gettin from all angles, mandingo straight out the combo
From a bedroom I needed head in a durango
Grab your ankles, do the hula-hoop culo while I do ya
Nothin's than fuckin while you're puffin a bag of buddah
Don the got your cura, schoolin juniors like butuvas
Smooth as luther when it to suckin hooters like a hoover
Who the man impressed so many mamis, I can't count
Holdin my count down till the round, hands down
No question I blow your chest in with a & wesson
You'll be dead in less than a second -
Better listen, my weapon, step in my for lessons
Lasting impression, destined to be the best in this

[ ]

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

[ ]

[ fat joe ]
No
Cuban link,
'99
Terror
All you fake-ass
to be like us, talk like us
But you could walk like us
Fuck around and get outlined in
squad
Joe
Big pun


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