Luyện nghe bài hát Sound the Alarm

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

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

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

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

You be kiddin' me, gettin' rid of me
blast like them boys in Tivoli
Or Rema and Jungle all the killers be
in Italy they still consider me

One of the dopest that's 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 seh nuh guy caan try race case
Gwaan stop di progress and a gwaan embrace
A old rust off magnum mi a got hitch upon mi
Tell mi if you nuh love how di teflon

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

Punk yah nuh nuttin', yo, I know you think your clever
But you can di style dem never
Real 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 Sosa of rap Dominicans up
Kingston Jamaica put your up
San Juan Puerto Rico I got my man
My Sean Paul 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 the party the straight to the moe
My Sean 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 store we all a smoke to di end up
Wid mi pal upon mi pen up it a inspire mi up

But some bwoy disturb man med up
Just through di money weh mi up dem high go get red up
dem diss mi fi try get mi fed up
R.O.B.B. fi rise up di led up

Tony waan fi get dem place bled up
Friends and family dem get shred up
through dem nah hear di words weh mi said 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
listen 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. straight out of
Yuh dun Tony Toca
A Dutty Yeah, Esa