Lyrics

Everybody in the set (Yeah) Wear the wrong colors and you Might get whacked (Whacked), yeah Everyone is gang related (Yeah), yeah Most of them initiated (Yeah), yeah, ay For them colors, they don't Do no talking (Ah), ay For them colors (Ah), Let their fingers do the walking, yeah For them colors, yeah, Killing countries over colors, yeah For them colors, yeah, Wrong turf, blood burst Over colors, yeah, colors, yeah Over colors, yeah, colors, yeah Over colors, yeah, colors, yeah Over colors, yeah, colors, yeah Nigga don't wanna listen Ski mask with a MAC-10 Pullin' up dressed in black Looking like he code that And his army they dress in fatigues Sneaking like they are Vietnamese Camouflage up in the trees Silence is the red beam emergency Yeah, yeah, yeah Humba-bumba like a Nigerian You can see the Che in me like revolution I ain't always used to talk about salvation I used to have a bird in this revolution No matter what, I put on the kid mask And I wanted revenge when I saw the casket Niggas killed my cousin in front of my Aunt's house For them colors, They don't do no talking, ay For them colors, Let their fingers do the walking, ay, yeah For them colors, Yeah, killing countries over colors, yeah For them colors, Yeah, wrong turf, blood burst Over colors, yeah, colors, yeah Over colors, yeah, colors, yeah Over colors, yeah, colors, yeah Over colors, yeah, colors, yeah
Writer(s): Wyclef Jean Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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