Luyện nghe bài hát Beenie Man

Oh, a dat a oonu a wid
Oonu a bawl, caan oonu claim mi come pon T.V wid
No man caan jump bad man
No naah stall first

Dong, dong, dong, dong, dogger, diggy,
Dong, dong, dong, dong, dogger, diggy,
Dong, dong, dong, dong, dogger, diggy,
Dong, wid meaning, hey

Man, a bad man and man, nuh mingle wid nuh
And if yuh dis di program, yuh is a man
Either by a or yuh hang
Jah, Jah ranks mi m-i

Man, a bad man and man, nuh mingle wid nuh
And if yuh dis di program, yuh is a man
by a shot or yuh hang
Jah, Jah ranks mi m-i

(Niggers bleed like us)
Picture me being of a
weh bus di same gun as me
(Niggers bleed jus' us)
Picture me 'fraid to defend my life a g.p

(Niggers bleed like us)
Picture me run away from a fight a some mussy bright
(Niggers bleed jus' us)
Picture me being fraid fi lock off a bwoy like a light

Willie haffi squeeze the es
Better yuh ease leave
Well, gun shot a surround yuh like
Well, copper shot a tek a bwoy bees
believe, yuh hear mi steve
Bad man just get and sing seh

Man, a bad man and man, nuh wid nuh rodman
And if yuh dis di program, yuh is a man
Either by a shot or yuh
Jah, Jah ranks mi m-i

Well, fi live dung ainna di jungle, yuh haffi whole heap a skill
Yuh haffi tek a lot a pill to kill
Well, big up all di man dem from hill, hill, hill
What is my attack when mi dress up in a mi frock

Wid mi wig pon mi head, over back
Bragga, dagga, dagga, da twenty five body
But Mr. Ria, Mr. Squire, bredda nia, bad man a like vampire
Mi wi shot dung a bwoy and him liver
But first the D.J haffi

Weh yuh all my guns are for
Forty-five in control jus to on a bwoy soul
Time changing things more guns bussing
More man dying from back in the days of pure mass

Well, everyday yuh hear another youth gone
And another man born
Man plant peas and reap corn
What a gwaan, a gwaan