Luyện nghe bài hát Color Blind

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

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

I grab my gat out the
Do these got a problem with 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

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

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

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

But every nigga on my block can't
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 are gettin' a little too loc'ed
And when it to dust, they kick up the most
Say the wrong word then whistle down the
To your homies a bird
Bust a U-turn, come back and get served

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

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

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

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

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

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

Now picture that but on a black and white
brothas, you don't know the half
On the streets, I was damn near my mind
But ever I've 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 hood and that ain't no

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 jumped in the G
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 mind set on sendin' niggaz to Ross

Caught one from the 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 side
I contributin' to genocide, 'cuz I'm color blind

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

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

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

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 stay blind