Luyện nghe bài hát Sound the Alarm

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

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

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

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

Rudebwoy selecta I'm a get'cha
I'm nice under pressure write a 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 them boys in Tivoli
Or and Jungle where all the killers be
Even in Italy they consider me

One of the dopest that's cause I
The rest is all hopeless nothin' but
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 try race case
Gwaan stop di progress and a embrace this
A old rust off magnum mi a got hitch mi waist
mi if you nuh love how di teflon taste

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

Punk yah nuh nuttin', yo, I know you really your clever
But you can stop di style dem
Real push button, start it if yuh 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 herbalist
listen out, Esa Loca
The Dutty Loca, the Tony
Man a gallis, man a gangsta, man a
listen out, Esa Loca

Yo, it's the Sosa of rap Dominicans up
Jamaica put your hands up
San Juan Puerto I got my man Touch
My Sean 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 me teach me

You touch my man Tony blow
And after the the straight to the moe
My nigga Sean Paul still got the
You remember just gimme the 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 grade friend up
Man a store we all a smoke to di end up
Wid mi pal upon mi pen up it a mi head up

But some bwoy disturb man med up
Just through di money weh mi spend up dem go get red up
When dem 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
Friends and family dem start get up
Just through dem nah 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
Oonu out, Esa Loca
The Dutty Loca, the Tony
Man a gallis, man a gangsta, man a born
Oonu listen out, Esa

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