Luyện nghe bài hát Sound the Alarm

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

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

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

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

Rudebwoy yeah I'm a get'cha
I'm nice under pressure write a quick
Sean Paul nothin' but 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 Jungle all the killers be
Even in Italy still consider me

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

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

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

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

Yo, the Sosa of rap Dominicans stand up
Kingston put your hands up
San Juan 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 me teach me

You touch my man Tony 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 store we all a smoke to di end up
Wid mi pal upon mi pen up it a inspire mi 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

Toca waan fi get dem place bled up
Friends and family dem start get up
Just dem nah hear di words weh mi said up
dem fed up or end up a dead weh dem call mi

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

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