Luyện nghe bài hát Colors

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

[Chorus: Kingston] (The Game)
have 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 people die over colors, colors, colors, colors,

[Verse 1: The
Check it! I'm the Bastard Of The Party, start off off coke and bacardi
Bandanas tied around the on the Ferarri
I'm to bloods to Pac was to thugs
Snoop is to crips I'm the California king
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 shot Compton is the city of God
My block I said blood one on a Dr. Dre track
Now the is affiliated
Some authentic niggas Milli Vanilli bangers
get smoked others smoke chronic out of philly papers
Game time is Jacob watches got them silly faces
Add red rubies to the they 'gon really hate us
I inherited gang bangin my mother
And what I didn't get her I picked up watchin colors

[Chorus: 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

[Verse 2: Sean
I'm from a world of different colors faces
Different slang different races gangs different places
Air Ones different
Different culture livin 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 to hurt you
boy I rep like no other
Black, yellow and green I bleed the colors
The grill is cold the wheels is the chrome is silver
Nickel plated if blazin than the chrome will kill ya
Certain dudes get one in the
Certain places you wear certain colors you
Fi yuh gang yuh diss mi yuh a dead man
Cau gunshot a be like drum pan weh mi come
And it's the same ol'
We give a damn about your guts and glory

[Chorus: Kingston]
Miami have colors, colors, colors, colors,
Jamaica have colors, colors, colors, colors,
My have colors, colors, colors, colors, colors
My people die over colors, colors, colors, colors,

[Verse 3: Rick
Painted the car blue, that's for the sweat and
In my red tennis shoes fool 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 I'm platinum go ask them white hoes
I got black hoes slammin do's
Gettin cheese out a rat trap like I'm close
keys in the back that's how I stacks dough
Waitin on that jack boys get him in his
These must be gone 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
That's how I present it to ya you think I got 'em ten a
He green as spinach just another lame man
Standin in the wavin my flag in the middle lane(BOSS)

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