Luyện nghe bài hát Sound the Alarm

Yo, you remember Tony from
And chicks be like papi chu
All you haters out there can't me dude
I got out there dem shotta you

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

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

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

Rudebwoy yeah I'm a get'cha
I'm nice under pressure a quick lecture
Sean Paul nothin' but love as I met ya
So do this and show 'em who the rudest

You must be kiddin' me, rid of me
Guns'll blast like them in Tivoli
Or Rema and Jungle all the killers be
Even in Italy still consider me

One of the dopest that's cause I
The is all hopeless nothin' but asses
I'm so yet I'm so blasted
(Dutty, yeah)
And I'm out son, big up all the

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

Well, I don't need a 'cause there won't be a case
Forget you see now your life is get replaced
I'm di dappa Dutty inna 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
push button, start it if yuh ready fi whatever
Yo tell mi if you heard of mi dem call mi

The Dutty Loca, the Toca
Man a gallis, man a gangsta, man a herbalist
Oonu out, Esa Loca
The Loca, the Tony Toca
Man a gallis, man a gangsta, man a
listen out, Esa Loca

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

that R dot O, B dot B
In we smoke kiki, kiki
Ladies, we got freaky,
I out of school teach me teach me

You my man Tony guns'll blow
And the party the straight 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 straw may we blend up
Weh all who know see through dat a mi high grade 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 bwoy waan disturb man med up
Just through di money weh mi spend up dem go get red up
dem diss mi fi try get mi fed up
R.O.B.B. waan fi up di led up

Tony Toca waan fi get dem place up
and family dem start get shred up
Just through dem nah hear di 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 out, Esa Loca
The Dutty Loca, the Toca
Man a gallis, man a gangsta, man a herbalist
Oonu listen out, Esa

Yeah, easy R.O.B.B. out of Jersey
Yuh dun know Toca
A Dutty Yeah, Esa