Luyện nghe bài hát Colors

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

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

[Verse 1: The
Check it! I'm the Bastard Of The Party, shit off off coke and bacardi
Bandanas tied the dubs on the Ferarri
I'm to to what Pac was to thugs
What Snoop is to crips I'm the California
Let it be known, I Supreme like Kenneth McGriff
Reincarnated put me in Queens and give me a
A couple red tops the feds watchin
Infiltrate get a head shot is the city of God
My block originators I said blood one on a Dr. Dre
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 from my mother
And what I get from her I picked up watchin colors

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

[Verse 2: Kingston]
I'm a world of different colors different faces
slang different races different gangs different places
Air Ones laces
Different culture different livin different thugs ages
The sky's blue the money's 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 I bleed the Jamaican colors
The grill is cold the is gold the chrome is silver
Nickel plated if it's than the chrome will kill ya
Certain get one in the head
Certain places you certain colors you dead
Fi yuh gang yuh diss mi yuh a dead man
Cau gunshot a be like drum pan weh mi from
And the same ol' story
We don't give a damn your guts and glory

[Chorus: Sean
Miami colors, 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, that's for the sweat and
In my red tennis shoes fool cause the pain is
I'm my green (Green) So my sky's blue (Blue)
Purple and the strawberry philly up in my coupe
Yeah I'm in the yellow boss, they in the gold
You might fold I'm platinum go ask them white
I got black hoes cadillac do's
Gettin out a rat trap like I'm that close
Whippin keys in the back how I stacks dough
Waitin on that jack get him in his afro
assholes must be gone on that crack smoke
Try to cross the boss let's front 'em what they ask for
Uh! I'm in the thangs, ten tennis
That's how I 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(BOSS)

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