Luyện nghe bài hát Sound the Alarm

Yo, you Tony from Capicu?
And carribean be like papi chu
All you haters out there can't me dude
I got niggas out dem shotta you

not ready for R R O
Y'all not for Sean Paul
Y'all not ready for Toca
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 like I'm doin it for me

Rep for my bredren without question
Pull out the weapon in case start flexin'
T.Touch he bust so guessin'
I weed up now wheel it up in a

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

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

One of the that's cause I lasted
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 race
Gwaan stop di progress and a gwaan embrace
A old rust off magnum mi a got hitch upon mi
mi if you nuh love how di teflon taste

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

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

The Dutty Loca, the Tony
Man a gallis, man a gangsta, man a born
Oonu listen out, Esa
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 your up
San Juan Puerto I got my man Touch
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 blow
And the party the straight to the moe
My nigga Sean Paul got the flow
You remember just the light and pass the dro

R.O.B.B. I got my see through may we blend 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 bwoy waan man med up
Just di money weh mi spend up dem high 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 bled up
Friends and family dem get shred up
Just through dem nah hear di words weh mi up
Better dem fed up or end up a dead weh dem 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
listen out, Esa Loca

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