Luyện nghe bài hát True Colors / It's On

This ain't nothin' nigga. All this gang bangin' shit? It ain't nothin' homie, it nothin'. I'd give it up, I'm in this shit for a purpose man. I got a reason dude to get up out of this shit nigga. All that shit ain't nothin' homie. Ask yourself what color is the flag? (Red, white, and blue). Yup, red, white, and blue. Now what two colors did we pick? I'm talkin' bout we as black people, what two colors? Think about it, we picked red and blue, what's left? White. Damn right nigga we killin' each other homie

I am a nightmare walking, psychopath
King of my just a gangster stalking
Living life like a firecracker is my fuse
Then dead as a the colors I choose
Red or blue, cuz or blood, it just don't

My daddy was from Blocc
My uncle was Nutty Blocc
My mama was Hoover, how she end up here cuttin' rock?
Four year old on her lap, was my older sister
of Tookie and my father, now you get the picture
Cutlass outside on D's, you think it
15 inches, had Computer Love,
My parents bout to see Rocky at the Drive In
Halfway through the her stomach start throbbin'
My pops start panicin', moms in the passenger
Scared of contractions so she's stiff as a
Pops put the car in and then skrt'd out
"Drive motherfucker" them the words my mom out
80 down Wilmington, pull up at King
my mama to her room and let the doctor do his thing
Was a whole lotta blood, I was born in it
Gang my family got torn in it, all over

Colors, colors, colors, colors,
My colors, colors, colors, colors,
Colors, colors, colors, colors,
My colors, colors, colors, colors,

got drafted to the Bulls, '85 here
My Greg sniffin' cocaine off my high chair
Mama in the cookin', pops on the couch baggin'
Cousin's loadin' Louie duffles in the Station Wagon
Fiends walkin' in and out my in old Nikes
Pops used to tell me: "Son, don't you be like me
The want to kill me, the cops'll never catch me
And you gang bangin' life's shorter than Joe Pesci"
Then one night my pops home off heroin
Shit changed, I'm my mama didn't marry him
my sister that night cause she was scared
I was too young to help her and my brothers there
It was late night, 2AM, my mother at
My sister came back up the stairs and it was on her shirt
on her face, blood on her hands, blood on her legs
Turned on the and everything was red
I'm by

Colors, colors, colors, colors,
My colors, colors, colors, colors,
Colors, colors, colors, colors,
My colors, colors, colors, colors,

Seven years passed, now a lil nigga things
Playin' the birds like Magic, we was the dream team
Posted up on the block, I had Hakeem lean
Watchin' '64s hop my nigga, no green
Walkin' the Tanas to the Cedars with my eyes closed
Red in my pocket, how you hide those?
Larry Nickles crack spot, my got me servin'
Couldn't cook, holes in my Dennis Rodman jersey
Then a nigga turned Pippen on niggas
40 on these niggas
If you Crippin', we was on you nigga
But the Crips never lay down
They that it was they town
We thought it was ours so we empty out the trey pounds
Ditched school especially since it was an all Crip
I'm lucky I'm alive, but would you be if bullets hit
26 dead and 2 dead brothers
Compton is a motherfucker
dyin' over

Colors, colors, colors, colors,
My colors, colors, colors, colors,
Colors, colors, colors, colors,
My colors, colors, colors, colors,

- On

If someone took the flag out my
Wrap it my knuckles, make a fist and lock it
If someone took the flag out my
Wrap it around my knuckles, make a fist and it
If someone took the flag out my
Wrap it around my knuckles, make a and lock it
If someone took the flag out my
Wrap it around my knuckles, a fist and lock it

These rappers gimmicks, fuck an
Straight out of Baldwin
If any real activity I'm in it in the midst of the fiction
Still had a vision, I never gave up
Game put me on this song and I around and came up
I'm Jungles, my niggas gone so I'ma do it for them
Antman, Nightmare, B.S.I.P., M
It's struggle first, last
Like I've been hittin' licks all my and I passed
Kept it active for my son he know his ain't a bitch
Been all my life now I'm just tryna get rich
shit is drastic, my flow bashin'
On I'm flowin' after
The is all that matters
I'm laughin', these niggas
It's Osbe, gang is my hobby
Except my model cars a fuckin' dead body
I'm from The Jungles, all the homies call me
Loadin' up the clips and out them stolen cars and

If someone took the flag out my