@tonysuccar: nos vemos en unas horas en @fiestadc , amigos del DMV! 🇺🇸🔥 salsa es lo que hayyyy! 🕺🪊 aún no sé cuál solo escoger 😂 @Alberto Barros mucho swing, hermano 🙉🔥 cuando hacemos un show juntos?!

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oswaldoagraz_music
oswaldoagraz_music :
Tremendo gusto para los solos, el maestro Alberto Barros..
2026-09-28 11:05:51
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mjk.201264
Mjk :
ayayayyyyy....!!!!
2026-09-27 15:05:12
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guillermin0517
Luis Guillermo Ortiz :
BIEN MI CAUSA EL CHINO SUCCAR, AZUCAR😂😂🤣🤣
2026-09-28 15:32:49
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cristhiam0416
matic.16 :
nombre de la canción
2026-09-27 00:59:08
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yoxibelduarte
yoxibelduarte :
Yo no puedo ir 🥺🥺💔💔💔
2026-09-27 17:43:39
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ximenastagnaro
Ximena Stagnaro :
Tony prodúceme mis covers 😭😭😭
2026-09-26 23:34:25
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band3the6symon
THE SYMON 💙🎼🎵🎺 :
Xvr tu bone
2026-09-28 15:58:55
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icom20
Ingrid :
2026-09-26 21:28:03
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mglm1980
MartitaLeyva :
Cto los días para disfrutar tu show en Trujillo
2026-09-27 03:49:01
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alexandergreyxd
Alexander Grey :
quiero que toques un solo tuuuuuu con trombón 🔥
2026-09-28 18:44:36
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chato9163
Chato :
Bien Tony Usted es un maestro.. el Chosicano en Miami.🫡
2026-09-27 13:03:01
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shovi5342
Shovi♾️🦁☀️💥🫶🏼🍀💞 :
salsa
2026-09-28 15:26:17
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jorod_220
jorod_220 :
azúcar, Grammy asegurado 👏
2026-09-28 04:53:54
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dnenger
DAVE :
ese solo es de un maestro del sabor
2026-09-27 23:27:11
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jbmproduccionmusical
JBM Producción Musical :
crack, sigue adelante...por ahora aprendo timbal, si tienes PDF de inicio o recomendaciones te agradezco...
2026-09-27 11:23:58
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user8154173480800
user8154173480800 :
Eres un maestro de la música,
2026-09-28 01:36:50
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jhonnymontezuma
Johnny montezuma :
roloe sólo candela porque la rumba es pa' generales!
2026-09-26 21:43:14
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carmenscaroulis
carmenscaroulis :
2026-09-28 14:42:00
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younesallaten
younesallaten :
ritmo en la sangre tienes, que arte olé 👏👏👌
2026-09-27 05:47:17
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truegeniesserin
Truegeniesserin🌸 :
Si soy con los solos salseros pero en la sala de mi casa🤣 🎉🥰
2026-09-27 07:08:07
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mpcristhian
ᴄʀɪꜱᴛʜɪᴀɴ [ᴄᴍ] Ⓡ :
1 y 2 de cierre con un solo de timbal y trombón
2026-09-27 07:47:41
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user6135215299405
user6135215299405 :
para cuando barcelona ESPAÑA
2026-09-28 15:41:45
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bassrulyandr
Ruly :
vayaaaaaa sabrosooo
2026-09-28 19:49:52
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vittov_01
user3044603927740 :
excelente trabajo Tony, pero pa' cuando una salsa dura, como las de Willy Colon ✌️
2026-09-27 07:44:27
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user7259915234281
AMPARITO :
bien muy bien!!! bendiciones [Plegaria]
2026-09-26 21:50:21
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