Luyện nghe bài hát Sound the Alarm

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

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

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

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

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

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

One of the dopest that's cause I
The rest is all hopeless 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 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
Tell mi if you nuh how di teflon taste

Well, I don't need a lawyer 'cause there won't be a
what you see now your life 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 you really think your clever
But you can di style dem never
push button, start it if yuh ready fi whatever
Yo tell mi if you heard of mi never dem mi

The Loca, the Tony Toca
Man a gallis, man a gangsta, man a born
Oonu listen out, Esa
The Dutty Loca, the Tony
Man a gallis, man a gangsta, man a
Oonu listen out, Esa

Yo, the Sosa of rap Dominicans stand up
Jamaica put your hands up
San Puerto Rico I got my man Touch
My nigga Sean 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 teach me teach me

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

R.O.B.B. I got my see through 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 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. 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
dem fed up or end up a dead weh dem call mi

The Dutty Loca, the Tony
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 listen out, Esa

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