Luyện nghe bài hát Dreadlock Holiday

I was walkin' the street
Concentratin' on right
I heard a dark voice of me
And I 'round in a state of fright

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

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

Don't you walk through my
You got to some respect
Don't you walk 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, I'll take it off your
An' be sorry, you'd crossed me
You'd better understand that you're a
A long way home"

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

Don't you me style
Don't stick me on your
you walk through my words
Like you ain't me out yet

I hurried back to the swimming
Sinkin' Colada
I heard a dark beside me saying
"Would you something 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
Dreadlock holiday, holiday

And I say, like Jamaica, oh no
I love her, oh
like Jamaica, oh no
I love her,

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

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

I like Jamaica, oh no
I love her, middle of day
I like cricket, oh no
I love it, of sunny day

I don't reggae, oh no