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
Central is puttin' Ice Cube to the test
With four 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?
Since I'm never ever slippin', I'm strapped

I grab my gat out the
Do these fools got a problem with me or do 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' Super Sport
First get behind my ride
Then they lanes to the left side

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

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

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

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

For the women, it matter how loud 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 these thangs a G

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

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

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

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

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

Now that but on a black and white photograph
'Cuz brothas, you don't the half
On the streets, I was near 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 told to peel a cap on the other
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 able but I'm not ready and
'Cuz I'm only thirteen and I ain't did a killin'
Grabbed the A.K. and in the G ride
up the bucket and headed for the other side

Yo, spotted the enemies, now I'm on a tip
Hit the dollar stick and I'lI 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 the back and I looked in his eyes
Thinkin' should I peel his cap or I let him survive
Yo, I'm in the plan designed by another side
I ain't contributin' to genocide, 'cuz I'm color

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

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

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

With blue and red on the street
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 color blind