Luyện nghe bài hát Esa Loca (Ft Tony Touch And Ro)

Yo, you remember from Capicu?
And Caribbean chicks be like chu
All you haters out there can't stop me,
I got niggas out dem shotta you

Y'all not for the R R O
not ready for Sean Paul
Y'all not ready for Toca
Ladies, esa

Ay yo, lookin', from DR to Brooklyn
Puerto Rico to Montego, do it for the
Toca aka Mr.
Do I do like I'm doin' it for me though

Rep for my brethren, that's question
out the weapon in case they start flexin'
T Touch, he bust, so stop
I up now wheel it up in a session

Rudebwoy selecta, yeah, get'cha
I'm nice pressure, write a quick lecture
Sean Paul nothin' but love as I met ya
So do this and show 'em who the rudest

You be kiddin' me gettin' rid of me
blast like them boys in Tivoli
Or Rema and jungle all the killers be
Even in Italy still consider me

One of the dopest 'cause I lasted
The is all hopeless nothin' but asses
I'm so focused yet I'm so
And I'm out son big up all the

Tell dem all for seh nuh guy caan try race case
Gwaan stop di and a gwaan embrace this
A old rust off mi a got hitch upon mi waist
mi if you nuh love how di Teflon taste

Well, I don't need a 'cau there won't be a case
what you see, now your life is get replaced
I'm di dappa dutty inna di biz
I'm about to show you respect really is

Punk, yah nuh nuttin', yo, I you really think youre clever
But you caan di style dem never
Real push button, it if yuh ready fi whatever
Yo, tell mi if you heard of mi

Dem call mi the Loca, the Tony Toca
Man a gallis, man a gangsta, man a herbalist
listen out, esa loca
The Dutty Loca, the Tony
Man a gallis, man a gangsta, man a
Oonu listen out, esa

Yo, it's the of rap, Dominicans stand up
Kingston, Jamaica put hands up
San Juan, Rico, I got my man Touch
My nigga, Paul, big up, big up

that R dot O, B dot B
In Jamaica, we kiki kiki
Ladies, we got freaky
I out of school, teach me, teach me

You touch my man Tony, guns'll
And after the its straight to the moe
My nigga Sean Paul got the flow
You just Gimme the light and pass the dro

R.O.B.B, I got my see through may we blend up
Weh all who know see dat a mi high grade friend up
Man a quality we all a smoke to di end up
Wid mi pal upon mi pen up it a inspire mi up

But some bwoy waan man med up
through di money weh mi spend up dem high go get red up
When dem mi fi try get mi fed up
R.O.B.B waan fi up di led up

Toca waan fi get dem place bled up
Friends and family dem get shred up
Just through dem nah hear di weh mi said up
Better dem fed up or end up a weh dem call mi

The Loca, the Tony Toca
Man a gallis, man a gangsta, man a
Oonu out, esa loca
The Dutty Loca, the Tony
Man a gallis, man a gangsta, man a herbalist
listen out, esa loca

Yeah, R.O.B.B straight out of Jersey
Yuh dun know Toca
Ah yeah, esa loca