Luyện nghe bài hát Dreadlock Holiday

I was walkin' the street
Concentratin' on truckin'
I a dark voice beside of me
And I looked 'round in a state of

I saw four faces, one mad, a
the gutter
They me up and down a bit
And to each other

I say, I like cricket, oh no
I love it,
I don't cricket, oh no
I it, yeah

Don't you walk through my
You got to show respect
you walk through my words
Like you heard me out yet

Well, he looked down at my silver
He said, "I'll you one dollar"
I said, "You've got to be man
It was a from me mother"

He said, "I like it, I wan' it, take it off your hands
An' you'll be sorry, you'd me
You'd better understand you're a long
A long way home"

And I say, I don't reggae, oh no
I it, hey
I like reggae, yeah yeah
I it, oh yeah

you cramp me style
Don't stick me on bench
Don't you walk through my
Like you ain't me out yet

I hurried back to the pool
Sinkin' Colada
I a dark voice beside me saying
"Would you like hotter?"

She said, "I've got it, you it
My is the best and if you try it
You'll it and wallow in the
holiday, dreadlock holiday

And I say, don't Jamaica, oh no
I love her, oh
Don't Jamaica, oh no
I love her,

you walk through my words
You got to show some
Don't you through my words
Like you heard me out yet

I don't cricket, oh no
I love it, of sunny day
I don't cricket, oh no
I love it, middle of day

I like Jamaica, oh no
I her, middle of sunny day
I don't cricket, oh no
I love it, middle of day

I like reggae, oh no