Luyện nghe bài hát Color Blind

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

Now I can't go around and back up
So I gotta peep game in the cut
Is this a jack or a
Since I'm never ever slippin', I'm fully

I grab my gat out the
Do these fools got a problem with me or do they got
And the light turns green, I don't bone out
I wanna see what these black men are all

'Cuz if it's my time, I'm short
If not, I'm they Super Sport
they get behind my ride
Then they switch to the left side

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm outta county on bail
And no sooner do I get out, like I'm right back in jail
For gang related activity
'Cuz everyday, different try to get with me

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

Boy you duck, 'cuz the book is comin'
So just hand your car over to your woman
Because it ain't no where you headed
And the shit'll you crazy if you let it

But now, I got to think
Because they hit me with everything but the kitchen
And I ain't even shed a
believe 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 outta my mind
But ever since been down, I'm color blind

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 up, a baby loc
I gotta put in work for the and that ain't no joke

and able but I'm not ready and willin'
'Cuz I'm only thirteen and I ain't did a killin'
Grabbed the A.K. and in the G ride
Started up the bucket and for the other side

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

Caught one the back and I looked in his eyes
Thinkin' should I peel his cap or I let him survive
Yo, I'm trapped in the plan designed by another
I ain't contributin' to genocide, 'cuz I'm blind

in the hood ain't changed
And I've finally figure out we're not in the same gang
'Cuz I walk the of Compton with nowhere to turn
which way I get burned, baby

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

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

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