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

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

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

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

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

Rudebwoy selecta, yeah, I'ma
I'm nice under pressure, write a lecture
Sean nothin' but love soon 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 where all the be
Even in Italy they still me

One of the that's 'cause I lasted
The rest is all hopeless but asses
I'm so yet I'm so blasted
And I'm out son big up all the

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

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

Punk, yah nuh nuttin', yo, I know you think youre clever
But you caan stop di style dem
push button, start it if yuh ready fi whatever
Yo, tell mi if you heard of mi

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

Yo, the Sosa of rap, Dominicans stand up
Kingston, Jamaica put hands up
San Juan, Puerto Rico, I got my man
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, blow
And the party 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 straw may we blend up
Weh all who know see through dat a mi high friend up
Man a store quality we all a to di end up
Wid mi pal mi pen up it a inspire mi head up

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

Tony waan fi get dem place bled up
and family dem start get shred up
Just dem nah hear di words weh mi said up
dem fed up or end up a dead weh dem call mi

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

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