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 Central is Ice Cube to the test
four brothas in the SS

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

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

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

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

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

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

For the women, it matter how loud they blouse get
But wearin' the color outfit, could get your mouth split
It's a shame but it 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 blind

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

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

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

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

Now picture that but on a black and white
'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 here's the game plan, yo, at a quarter to
I was told to peel a cap on the other
Yo, and dumb, full of come up, a baby loc
I gotta put in for the hood and that ain't no joke

and able but I'm not ready and willin'
'Cuz I'm only thirteen and I ain't never did a
Grabbed the A.K. and jumped in the G
Started up the bucket and for the other side

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

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

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

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

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

With 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 of the mob, we stay color blind