Luyện nghe bài hát Colorblind

Colorblind Ice Cube's album Death Certificate
another day at the stoplight,
I'm in the mirror so I can see who can see me,
South is puttin' Ice Cube to the test,
With brothers in the SS,
I go around and can't back up,
So I gotta peep layin in the cut,
Is a jack or a kidnapp,
Since I'm never slippin I fully strapped,
I the gat out the glove,
Do these got a problem with me,
Or do got love,
So when the light green I don't bone out,
I wanna see what these men are all about,
Cause if it's my time just show,
If not, I'm pluggin supersport,
First they get my ride,
Then they switch to the left side,
I'm scopin out the one endo,
Comin up rollin down his window,
He up a sign,
I put my nine,
cause I was colorblind,
Killer Cali, the state where kill,
over cause brother don;t know the deal,
Where they'll cap not if they to,
but if they want to they might confront you,
See every on my block can't stop and he won't and it don't stop,
To the bang boogie yo they like to gang bang
but rookies ain't the only ones dropped
Some say the little are gettin a little too loc,
Cause the ones who kick up the most,
Say the word then whistle down the street to your homies like a bird,
Come and get served nigga,
And it's a shame cause it ain't no to me,
cause I slang them things a G,
It's on does want a killa for the summertime,
I gotta get another nine, even I'm colorblind. . .
Now the game plan,
a quarter till nine,
I was to peal a cap on the other side,
Young and dumb, of heart I'm a baby loc,
And I'm to do a job cause I aint not joke,
Stable and able but I'm not and willin
cause I'm only 13 and I ain't did a killin,
the A.K. and jumped in the G ride,
started up the block and headed for the side,
up the car and now I'm on the creep tip,
hit the 5 stick and I'm ready to flip,
caught one from the back and in eyes ,
should I peal his cap, or should I let him survive,
I'm trapped in the plan by another man,
I contributin to genocide,
I'm colorblind. . .
I'm outta county on bail,
and no do I get out,
It's seems I back in jail,
for some type of gang activity,
cause every day different try to get with me,
for nothin than a color, or territory,
can't rehibilitate em, the sheriff'story,
So left
the turns deaf
when you try to tell your
cause you ain't eyed
Boy you better duck cause the book is
and hand your car over to your woman,
cause aint no where you headed,
and it can drive you if you let it,
But I;ll shed a tear,
cause believe it or not they got love for me here,
Now picture that, but on a black and white
cause you don't know the half,
On the I was damned near outta my mind,
but ever since been down,
I colorblind. . .
in the hood ain't changed
and I've finally figure out we're not in the same gang,
I walk the of L.A. with no where to turn,
every which way I get baby,
Lou wears blue, Big wears red,
put them together and we color dead,
dead, dyin, gettin like part of the fun,
they get just to show how many come to the funeral. . .
I how all my homeboys feel,
and to day I pack my steel,
I was born in a certain territory,
where you don't talk only the streets stories,
blue and red bandanas on the street,
and if slippin you'll be six feet deep,
me and T-bone, we pay em no mind,
and for the rest of the crew we colorblind. . .