Luyện nghe bài hát Sound the Alarm

Yo, you Tony from Capicu?
And chicks be like papi chu
All you haters out there stop me dude
I got niggas out dem shotta you

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

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

Rep for my bredren that's without
Pull out the weapon in they start flexin'
T.Touch he so stop guessin'
I up now wheel it up in a session

Rudebwoy yeah I'm a get'cha
I'm nice under pressure 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
blast like them boys in Tivoli
Or Rema and Jungle all the killers be
Even in Italy they still me

One of the dopest cause I lasted
The rest is all nothin' but asses
I'm so focused yet I'm so
(Dutty, yeah)
And I'm out son, big up all the

dem all for races seh nuh guy caan try race case
Gwaan stop di progress and a gwaan embrace
A old rust off magnum mi a got hitch mi waist
mi if you nuh love how di teflon taste

Well, I don't need a lawyer 'cause won't be a case
Forget what you see now your is get replaced
I'm di dappa Dutty dung di biz
I'm to show you what respect really is

Punk yah nuh nuttin', yo, I you really think your clever
But you can stop di dem never
Real button, start it if yuh ready fi whatever
Yo tell mi if you of mi never dem call mi

The Loca, the Tony Toca
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
Oonu out, Esa Loca

Yo, the Sosa of rap Dominicans stand up
Kingston Jamaica put your up
San Juan Puerto Rico I got my man
My nigga Sean big up big up

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

You touch my man Tony guns'll
And after the party the to the moe
My nigga Sean Paul still got the
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 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 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
Just 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
listen out, Esa Loca
The Dutty Loca, the Tony
Man a gallis, man a gangsta, man a herbalist
Oonu out, Esa Loca

Yeah, R.O.B.B. straight out of Jersey
Yuh dun Tony Toca
A Dutty Yeah, Esa