Luyện nghe bài hát Colors

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

[Chorus: Kingston] (The Game)
Miami have 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 colors, colors, colors, colors, colors

1: The Game]
Check it! I'm the Bastard Of The Party, shit start off off and bacardi
Bandanas tied the dubs on the Ferarri
I'm to bloods to what Pac was to
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 while the feds watchin
Infiltrate get a shot Compton is the city of God
My block originators I blood one on a Dr. Dre track
Now the world is
Some some niggas Milli Vanilli bangers
Some get smoked smoke chronic out of philly papers
Game time is really Jacob watches got them faces
Add red rubies to the dial 'gon really hate us
I inherited gang from my mother
And what I didn't get from her I picked up watchin

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

[Verse 2: Sean
I'm from a world of different colors different
Different slang different races different different places
Air Ones laces
culture different livin different thugs different ages
The sky's blue the money's green the 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 the chrome is silver
Nickel plated if it's blazin than the chrome kill ya
Certain dudes get one in the
places 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 it's the same ol'
We don't a damn about your guts and glory

[Chorus: Sean
Miami colors, 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,

[Verse 3: Ross]
Painted the car blue, that's for the sweat and
In my red tennis shoes fool cause the is love
I'm bout my (Green) So my sky's 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 cadillac
Gettin cheese out a rat trap like I'm close
keys in the back that's how I stacks dough
Waitin on that jack get him in his afro
These must 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 tennis
That's how I present it to ya you I got 'em ten a thang
He green as spinach just another lame man
Standin in the street my flag in the middle lane(BOSS)

[Chorus: Sean
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