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

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

[Chorus: Sean (The Game)
Miami have colors, colors, colors, colors, (Californ-i-a)
Jamaica have colors, colors, colors, colors, (All the way to Dade County)
My jewels have 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*** off off coke and bacardi
Bandanas tied around the on the Ferarri
I'm the bloods to what Pac was to
What Snoop is to I'm the California king
Let it be known, I reign Supreme like Kenneth
Reincarnated put me in Queens and give me a
A red tops while the feds watchin
Infiltrate get a shot Compton is the city of God
My block originators I said blood one on a Dr. Dre
Now the world is
Some authentic n****s Milli Vanilli bangers
Some get smoked others smoke out of philly papers
Game time is really Jacob watches got silly faces
Add red rubies to the dial they 'gon really us
I gang bangin from my mother
And what I get from her I picked up watchin colors

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

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

Sean Kingston]
Miami have 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

3: Rick Ross]
Painted the car blue, for the sweat and blood
In my red tennis shoes fool cause the is love
I'm bout my green (Green) So my blue (Blue)
and the strawberry philly up in my five coupe
Yeah I'm in the yellow boss, in the white gold
You might fold I'm 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 that's how I stack dough
Waitin on that jack boys get him in his
These a**holes must be gone on that smoke
Try to cross the boss well front 'em what they ask for
Uh! I'm in the thangs, ten chains
That's how I present it to ya you I got 'em ten a thang
He green as spinach another lame middle man
in the street wavin my flag in the middle lane

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