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 have colors, colors, colors, colors, colors
My die over colors, colors, colors, colors, colors

[Verse 1: The
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 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 while the feds watchin
Infiltrate get a head shot Compton is the of God
My block originators I blood one on a Dr. Dre track
Now the world is
Some authentic some n****s Milli Vanilli
Some get smoked others smoke chronic out of papers
Game time is Jacob watches got them silly faces
Add red to the dial they 'gon really hate us
I gang bangin from my mother
And what I didn't get from her I picked up colors

[Chorus: Kingston]
Colors, colors, colors, colors,
have colors, colors, colors, colors, colors
My have colors, colors, colors, colors, colors
My people die colors, colors, colors, colors, colors

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

[Chorus: Kingston]
have 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,

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, in the white gold
You might fold I'm platinum go ask them white
I got black slammin cadillac do's
Gettin cheese out a rat like I'm that close
Whippin keys in the back that's how I dough
Waitin on that boys get him in his afro
These a**holes be gone on that crack smoke
Try to cross the boss well let's front 'em what ask for
Uh! I'm in the thangs, ten chains
That's how I present it to ya you think I got 'em ten a
He as spinach just another lame middle man
Standin in the street wavin my flag in the lane

Sean Kingston]
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