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

Yo, you remember from Capicu?
And Caribbean chicks be 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 ready for Sean
Y'all not ready for Toca
Ladies, esa

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

Rep for my brethren, that's without
Pull out the weapon in case they start
T Touch, he bust, so guessin'
I up now wheel it up in a session

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

You be kiddin' me gettin' rid of me
Guns'll blast like boys in Tivoli
Or Rema and jungle where all the be
in Italy they still consider me

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

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

Well, I don't need a lawyer 'cau won't be a case
Forget what you see, now life 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 you really think youre clever
But you caan di style dem never
Real push button, start it if yuh fi whatever
Yo, tell mi if you of mi ever

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

Yo, it's the of rap, Dominicans stand up
Kingston, Jamaica put your 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 smoke kiki
Ladies, we got freaky
I dropped out of school, teach me, me

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

R.O.B.B, I got my see through straw may we up
Weh all who see through 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 disturb man med up
Just 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 fi rise up di led up

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

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

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