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 Central is puttin' Ice Cube to the
four brothas in the SS

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

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

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

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

Killa Cali, the state they kill
Over colors, brothas don't 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 can't stop
And he stop 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 locs are gettin' a little too
And when it comes to dust, they kick up the
Say the wrong word whistle down the street
To your like a bird
Bust a U-turn, back and get served nigga

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

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

I'm fresh outta on bail
And no sooner do I get out, 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 or territory
Can't rehabilitate 'em, that's the sheriff's
So what's left, the goes deaf
When you try to your side and you ain't blue eyed

Boy you better duck, 'cuz the book is
So just hand your car keys over to your
Because it ain't no where you headed
And the drive you crazy if you let it

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

Now picture but on a black and white photograph
brothas, you don't know the half
On the streets, I was damn near my mind
But ever since been down, I'm color blind

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

and able but I'm not ready and willin'
'Cuz I'm only and I ain't never did a killin'
the A.K. and jumped 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 stick and I'lI 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 from the and I looked in his eyes
should I peel his cap or should I let him survive
Yo, I'm trapped in the designed by another side
I ain't contributin' to genocide, 'cuz I'm blind

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

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

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

With blue and red bandanas on the
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 color blind