watchin colors [Chorus: Sean Kingston] Colors, colors, colors, colors, colors Jamaica have colors, colors, colors, colors, colors My jewels have colors, colors, colors, colors, colors
colors [Chorus: Sean Kingston] Colors, colors, colors, colors, colors Jamaica have colors, colors, colors, colors, colors My jewels have colors, colors, colors, colors, colors
that's good) Too Hood 2 Be Hollywood (Bet something, shoot something) One of the realest niggas ever don't it, right chyea, live and in living color (
Yung Redd] I know you hate when I get tired of that slab - then switch to another my partner do the same - mayne they all differant colors got candy paint
But anybody holding a gun can kill If niggas was on the block they ran when he came He used to walk on the set and rob the dice game This nigga was a
m a gangsta for life I'm a gannnnngsta Reeeeeal gangsta (LET, IT, GO!) [Lloyd Banks] Yeah, yeah, uhh, G-G-G-G you know! Uhh.. the game took a turn crazy
Banks] I'm sensing a lot of tension now that I'm rappin But the kids used to look up to you, what happened? Me on the contrary, hand covered with platinum Different color
no thing Your game is workin', but I got the last virgin You doin' the slurpin' while I'm doin' the servin' But they game is strong and they tongue is
and they don't wait until they drop me I'm loyal to the game {CHORUS: 50 Cent} I do my thing respect my hustle I ain't playin (Nigga I'm loyal to the game
choose to run around and wanna wave they tools 'Til somebody lay you flat and give you permanent shoes Ashy gray cement like the color of tombs And y'
: Did you know my eyes were blue? The day we met my heart was too Now you say the color's changed You're staring down a darker shade of the man you knew
you see it, but I call it like it is. I'm sick of shrugging off your petty little ways. The names are always changing, in the end it's just a game. We
and a mutual aim So on finding out the name of the game A different unit was ordered that day Who wants to go thru' the gears anyway The same color the
Is it insecurity? You know I can read your mind and You have been deceiving me... Which face wears the masque this evening? When will your true colors
Your attempting to bore me, shatter and destroy me Is worthless and fuels my gain There you stand ignorantly, just a monotone pallet you see If there was a color
