Luyện nghe bài hát Colors (2007) (Reggae Remix)

[Sean (Rick Ross) (*The Game)
Yah mon!!! JR!!! Sean yuh know (Ross!) (*And the doctor's advocate)
Heights! (*Let's go)

[Chorus: Kingston] (The Game)
Miami have colors, colors, colors, colors, (Californ-i-a)
Jamaica colors, colors, colors, colors, colors (All the way to Dade County)
My jewels colors, colors, colors, colors, colors
My people die colors, colors, colors, colors, colors

1: The Game]
Check it! I'm the Bastard Of The Party, s*** start off off and bacardi
tied around the dubs on the Ferarri
I'm the bloods to Pac was to thugs
What Snoop is to I'm the California king
Let it be known, I reign Supreme like McGriff
Reincarnated put me in and give me a strip
A couple red tops while the watchin
Infiltrate get a head shot is the city of God
My block originators I blood one on a Dr. Dre track
Now the is affiliated
Some authentic some Milli Vanilli bangers
get smoked others smoke chronic out of philly papers
Game time is really watches got them silly faces
Add red rubies to the they 'gon really hate us
I inherited gang bangin from my
And what I didn't get her I picked up watchin colors

[Chorus: Sean
Colors, colors, colors, colors,
have colors, colors, colors, colors, colors
My jewels colors, colors, colors, colors, colors
My die over colors, colors, colors, colors, colors

[Verse 2: Sean
I'm from a world of different colors different
Different slang different races different different places
Air Ones laces
Different culture different livin thugs different ages
The sky's the money's green the weed is purple
The ice is white you try me I'm a have to you
Kingston boy I rep no other
Black, yellow and green I bleed the Jamaican
The grill is cold the wheels is the chrome is silver
plated if it's blazin than the chrome will kill ya
Certain dudes get one in the
Certain places you wear certain you dead
Fi yuh bang yuh diss mi yuh a dead man
Cau a be like drum pan weh mi come from
And it's the old story
We don't give a damn your guts and glory

Sean Kingston]
Miami have colors, colors, colors, colors,
Jamaica colors, colors, colors, colors, colors
My have colors, colors, colors, colors, colors
My people die colors, colors, colors, colors, colors

3: Rick Ross]
Painted the car blue, for the sweat and blood
In my red tennis fool cause the pain is love
I'm bout my green (Green) So my blue (Blue)
Purple and the strawberry philly up in my coupe
Yeah I'm in the yellow boss, they in the gold
You fold I'm platinum go ask them white hoes
I got black hoes slammin do's
Gettin cheese out a rat trap I'm that close
Whippin keys in the back how I stack dough
Waitin on jack boys get him in his afro
These a**holes must be on that crack smoke
Try to cross the boss well let's front 'em they ask for
Uh! I'm in the thangs, ten chains
how I present it to ya you think I got 'em ten a thang
He green as just another lame middle man
Standin in the street wavin my in the middle lane

[Chorus: Sean
Colors, colors, colors, colors,
Jamaica have colors, colors, colors, colors,
My jewels colors, colors, colors, colors, colors
My people die colors, colors, colors, colors, colors