Luyện nghe bài hát Color Blind

Here's day at the stoplight
I'm lookin' in my so I can see who can see me
South Central is puttin' Ice to the test
With four in the SS

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

For the women, it matter how loud they blouse get
But wearin' the wrong color outfit, could get mouth split
a shame but it ain't no thang to me
'Cuz I slang these thangs a G

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

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

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

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

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

Now picture that but on a black and photograph
'Cuz brothas, you know the half
On the streets, I was near outta my mind
But ever since I've been down, I'm color

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 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 thirteen and I ain't never did a killin'
Grabbed the A.K. and in the G ride
Started up the bucket and for the other side

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

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

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

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

I understand how all my homeboys
'Cuz been 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 bandanas on the
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 stay color