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 there dem you

Y'all not for the R R O
Y'all not for Sean Paul
Y'all not for Tony Toca
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 they start flexin'
T Touch, he bust, so guessin'
I up now wheel it up in a session

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

You must be me gettin' rid of me
Guns'll blast like them boys in
Or Rema and where all the killers be
in Italy they still consider me

One of the dopest 'cause I lasted
The is all hopeless nothin' 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 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 need a lawyer 'cau there won't be a case
Forget you see, now your life is get replaced
I'm di dutty dung inna di biz
I'm to show you what 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 of mi ever

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

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

It's R dot O, B dot B
In Jamaica, we smoke kiki
Ladies, we got freaky
I out of school, teach me, teach me

You touch my man Tony, blow
And after the its straight to the moe
My nigga Paul still got the flow
You remember Gimme the light and pass the dro

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

But some waan disturb man med up
Just through di 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 dem start get shred up
through dem nah hear di words weh mi said up
Better dem fed up or end up a dead weh dem 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 Tony Toca
Ah dutty yeah, esa