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

Yo, you remember Tony from
And Caribbean chicks be papi chu
All you haters out there can't stop me,
I got niggas out there dem you

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

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

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

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

You must be me gettin' rid of me
Guns'll blast them boys in Tivoli
Or Rema and jungle all the killers be
Even in Italy they consider me

One of the dopest that's 'cause I
The rest is all hopeless nothin' but
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 progress and a gwaan this
A old rust off Magnum mi a got hitch mi waist
Tell mi if you nuh love how di Teflon

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

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

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

Yo, it's the Sosa of rap, Dominicans up
Kingston, Jamaica put your 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 dropped out of school, me, teach me

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

R.O.B.B, I got my see through may we blend up
Weh all who know see through dat a mi grade friend up
Man a quality we all a smoke 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 money weh mi 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

Tony Toca fi get dem place bled up
Friends and 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 Toca
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
listen out, esa loca

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