Luyện nghe bài hát Dreadlock Holiday

I was walkin' down the
Concentratin' on truckin'
I heard a dark voice of me
And I looked 'round in a of fright

I saw four faces, one mad, a
the gutter
They looked me up and a bit
And turned to each

I say, I don't cricket, oh no
I it, yeah
I don't cricket, oh no
I it, yeah

Don't you walk my words
You got to show some
Don't you walk my words
Like you heard me out yet

Well, he down at my silver chain
He said, "I'll you one dollar"
I said, "You've got to be man
It was a present me mother"

He said, "I it, I wan' it, I'll take it off your hands
An' you'll be sorry, you'd me
You'd better understand that a long
A long way home"

And I say, I like reggae, oh no
I it, hey
I don't like reggae, yeah
I love it, oh

Don't you cramp me
Don't stick me on bench
Don't you through my words
Like you ain't me out yet

I hurried back to the swimming
Pina Colada
I heard a voice beside me saying
"Would you like hotter?"

She said, "I've got it, you it
My is the best and if you try it
like it and wallow in the
Dreadlock holiday, dreadlock

And I say, like Jamaica, oh no
I love her, oh
like Jamaica, oh no
I her, yeah

Don't you walk through my
You got to show respect
Don't you walk through my
you ain't heard me out yet

I like cricket, oh no
I love it, middle of day
I like cricket, oh no
I love it, of sunny day

I like Jamaica, oh no
I love her, of sunny day
I like cricket, oh no
I it, middle of sunny day

I don't reggae, oh no