Luyện nghe bài hát Sound the Alarm

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

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

Ay yo lookin', from D.R. to Brooklyn
Puerto to Montego do it for the people
aka Mr. Suavito
Do I do like 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 bust so guessin'
I weed up now it up in a session

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

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

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

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

Well, I don't need a lawyer 'cause won't be a case
Forget what you see now your life is get
I'm di Dutty dung inna di biz
I'm about to you what respect really 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 mi if you heard of mi never dem call mi

The Loca, the Tony Toca
Man a gallis, man a gangsta, man a born
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 Juan Puerto Rico I got my man
My nigga Sean big up big up

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

You touch my man guns'll blow
And the party the straight to the moe
My Sean Paul still got the flow
You just 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 store we all a smoke to di end up
Wid mi pal upon mi pen up it a mi head up

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

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

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