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 colors, colors, colors, colors, colors (Californ-i-a)
Jamaica have colors, colors, colors, colors, colors (All the way to County)
My jewels have colors, colors, colors, colors,
My die over colors, colors, colors, colors, colors

1: The Game]
Check it! I'm the Bastard Of The Party, start off off coke and bacardi
Bandanas tied the dubs on the Ferarri
I'm the bloods to what Pac was to
What is to crips I'm the California king
Let it be known, I Supreme like Kenneth McGriff
Reincarnated put me in and give me a strip
A couple red tops while the feds
Infiltrate get a shot Compton is the city of God
My block originators I said one on a Dr. Dre track
Now the world is
Some authentic some n****s Vanilli bangers
Some get smoked others smoke chronic out of papers
Game time is really Jacob watches got 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

Sean Kingston]
Colors, colors, colors, colors,
Jamaica have colors, colors, colors, colors,
My jewels colors, colors, colors, colors, colors
My die over colors, colors, colors, colors, colors

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

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

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

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