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 Central is puttin' Ice to the test
With brothas in the SS

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

I grab my gat out the
Do these fools got a with me or do they got love?
And when the light turns green, I bone out
I wanna see what these black men are all

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

I'm scopin' out the one indo
Comin' up fast, rollin' his window
He threw up a sign, I put my nine
Fool, 'cuz I'm color

Killa Cali, the where they kill
Over colors, brothas don't know the deal
And they'll cap you, not if they to
But if they want to, they might confront you

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

Some say the little locs are gettin' a little too
And it comes to dust, they kick up the most
Say the wrong word then whistle down the
To your homies a bird
a U-turn, come back and get served nigga

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

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

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

And for no more than a color or
Can't '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, 'cuz the is comin'
So just hand your car keys to your woman
Because it ain't no sunshine 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 shed a tear
'Cuz it or not, they got more love for me here

Now picture that but on a and white photograph
'Cuz brothas, you don't know the
On the streets, I was near outta my mind
But since I've been down, I'm color blind

Now the game plan, yo, at a quarter to nine
I was told to peel a cap on the other
Yo, young and dumb, full of up, a baby loc
I put in work for the hood and that ain't no joke

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

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

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

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

Lou blue, Big Fred wears red
Put 'em together 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
'Cuz I've shot to this day, I pack my steel
'Cuz I was born in a certain
Where you don't talk only the streets stories

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