Luyện nghe bài hát Dreadlock Holiday

I was down the street
Concentratin' on right
I a dark voice beside of me
And I looked in a state of fright

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

I say, I like cricket, oh no
I love it,
I like cricket, oh no
I love it,

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

Well, he looked down at my chain
He said, "I'll you one dollar"
I said, "You've got to be man
It was a present 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 that you're a long
A way from home"

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

Don't you me style
Don't me on your bench
Don't you through my words
you ain't heard me out yet

I hurried to the swimming pool
Sinkin' Colada
I heard a dark 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 like it and in the
Dreadlock holiday, dreadlock

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

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

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

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

I don't reggae, oh no