Luyện nghe bài hát Color Blind

Here's day at the stoplight
I'm in my mirror so I can see who can see me
South is puttin' Ice Cube to the test
four brothas in the SS

Now I go around and can't back up
So I gotta game layin' in the cut
Is a jack or a kidnap?
Since I'm never slippin', I'm fully strapped

I my gat out the glove
Do these fools got a problem with me or do got love?
And when the turns green, I don't bone out
I wanna see what these men are all about

'Cuz if my time, I'm just short
If not, I'm pluggin' they Sport
they get behind my ride
Then they switch lanes to the left

I'm out the one smokin' indo
up fast, rollin' down his window
He up a sign, I put away my nine
Fool, 'cuz I'm color

Killa Cali, the state where they
Over colors, 'cuz brothas know the deal
And they'll cap you, not if have to
But if they to, first they might confront you

But every nigga on my can't stop
And he won't and he don't stop
Not to the bang bang boogie, but they to gangbang
And rookies ain't the only ones that

Some say the little locs are a little too loc'ed
And when it comes to dust, kick up the most
Say the wrong word then down the street
To your like a bird
Bust a U-turn, come back and get nigga

For the women, it don't matter how they blouse get
But wearin' the wrong color outfit, could get your mouth
It's a but it ain't no thang to me
'Cuz I slang these like a G

It's on, is anybody for the summertime
I gotta get another nine, even though I'm color

I'm fresh county on bail
And no do I get out, seems like I'm right back in jail
For some gang related
'Cuz everyday, fools try to get with me

And for no more than a color or
rehabilitate 'em, that's the sheriff's story
So left, the judge goes deaf
When you try to tell your side and you ain't blue

Boy you better duck, the book is comin'
So just hand your car keys over to your
it ain't no sunshine where you headed
And the shit'll drive you if you let it

But now, I got to think
Because they hit me with everything but the sink
And I ain't shed a tear
'Cuz it or not, they got more love for me here

Now picture but on a black and white photograph
'Cuz brothas, you know the half
On the streets, I was damn near outta my
But ever since I've been down, I'm color

Now here's the plan, yo, at a quarter to nine
I was to peel a cap on the other side
Yo, young and dumb, full of come up, a loc
I gotta put in work for the hood and ain't no joke

Stable and able but I'm not ready and
'Cuz I'm only thirteen and I never did a killin'
Grabbed the A.K. and in the G ride
Started up the bucket and headed for the other

Yo, spotted the enemies, now I'm on a tip
Hit the dollar stick and I'lI put in my clip
So, I jumped out the car and no what the cost
I had my mind set on niggaz to Harrison Ross

Caught one from the and I looked in his eyes
Thinkin' I peel his cap or should I let him survive
Yo, I'm trapped in the plan designed by side
I contributin' to genocide, 'cuz I'm color blind

Niggaz in the hood changed
And I've finally figure out that we're not in the same
'Cuz I walk the alleys of Compton nowhere to turn
Every which way I get burned,

Lou wears blue, Big Fred red
Put 'em together then we color 'em
Dead, dyin', gettin' like part of the fun
They get smoked just to show how many to the funeral

I understand how all my homeboys
'Cuz I've been shot to this day, I pack my
I was born in a certain territory
Where you don't talk only the streets stories

blue and red bandanas on the street
And if you slippin', you'll be six feet
See me and T-bone, we pay it no
And for the rest of the mob, we color blind