Luyện nghe bài hát Sound the Alarm

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

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

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

Rep for my bredren that's without
Pull out the weapon in case 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 write a quick lecture
Sean Paul but love soon as I met ya
So do this and show 'em who the rudest

You must be me, gettin' rid of me
blast like them boys in Tivoli
Or Rema and where all the killers be
Even in Italy they still me

One of the dopest that's I lasted
The rest is all hopeless nothin' but
I'm so focused yet I'm so
(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 gwaan this
A old rust off mi a got hitch upon mi waist
Tell mi if you nuh love how di taste

Well, I don't a lawyer 'cause there won't be a case
Forget what you see now your 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 know you really think your
But you can di style dem never
Real push button, 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 born
listen out, Esa Loca
The Dutty Loca, the Toca
Man a gallis, man a gangsta, man a
Oonu out, Esa Loca

Yo, the Sosa of rap Dominicans stand up
Jamaica put your hands up
San Puerto 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 teach me me

You touch my man guns'll blow
And after the the straight to the moe
My nigga Paul still got the flow
You remember just gimme the light and the dro

R.O.B.B. I got my see straw 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 mi pen up it a inspire mi head up

But some 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. fi rise 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
Better dem fed up or end up a weh dem call mi

The Loca, the Tony Toca
Man a gallis, man a gangsta, man a
Oonu out, Esa Loca
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 Tony
A Yeah, Esa Loca