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

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

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

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

Cali, the state where they kill
Over colors, 'cuz 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 won't stop and he don't
Not to the bang boogie, but they like to gangbang
And rookies ain't the only 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 then whistle 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 loud blouse get
But wearin' the wrong color outfit, could get mouth split
It's a but it ain't no thang to me
'Cuz I slang these thangs a G

on, is anybody killin' for the summertime
I gotta get another nine, even though I'm blind

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

And for no more than a or territory
Can't 'em, that's the sheriff's story
So what's left, the judge goes
you try to tell your side and you ain't blue eyed

Boy you better duck, 'cuz the is comin'
So hand your car keys over to your woman
Because it no sunshine where you headed
And the drive you crazy if you let it

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

Now the game 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 for the hood and that ain't no joke

Stable and but I'm not ready and willin'
'Cuz I'm only thirteen and I ain't never did a
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 dollar and I'lI put in my clip
So, I jumped out the car and no what the cost
I had my mind set on sendin' niggaz to Ross

Caught one from the back and I looked in his
Thinkin' should I his cap or should I let him survive
Yo, I'm trapped in the plan designed by another
I ain't contributin' to genocide, 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 with nowhere to
Every which way I get burned,

Lou blue, Big Fred wears red
Put 'em together then we 'em dead
Dead, dyin', smoked like part of the fun
They get smoked 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
I was born in a certain territory
Where you don't talk only the streets stories

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