Luyện nghe bài hát Bullet

Straight out of school
We didnt know to do
Wanted to go to
But no money was new

Wanted to get
Go, see the world and do new
He got
In the by the army recruit

Told him if he wanna go to we got money too
Sign up at eighteen, youll be out you twenty-two
He joined the army airborne, got his
Went to boot camp, got discipline
Arrived at where shippin' him

Hes in the mist of all bullets and missing him
Wishing he was a kid with his family in Michigan
In the midst of fighting men
One took down six of them

He ain't a killer though, taking a lot of risks
is what a poor person do for a scholarship, yeah
He turned around and got a face full of hollow
But be sad he died for the flag

What you here
Is put yourself between a bullet and a
And it wont be long
pulling yourself away

What you done
Is put yourself between a bullet and a
And it wont be before
pulling yourself away

Papa was a playa, just what to say to
Get the back to his layer and lay her
If sex had a trophy, hes the heisman down
Getting models, R&B chicks and downs

He got the women with stairs,
With his lady there, they care, they like, ooh look at his baby hair
He took all, put them in a line
Hit five new chickens, he thought they fine

He got head five dope fiends smoking it down
But did it all wrong dawg it dog or it ain't lying
he woke up one season with legions
He went to the doctor asking was the reason

Tests ran positive, he believe 'em
He to blame God asked him why did He leave him
Pleading, please let the disease him
From women that he conquered, he caught the

What you done
Is put between a bullet and a target
And it wont be long
Youre yourself away

What you done
Is put yourself between a bullet and a
And it wont be long
pulling yourself away

Bullet and a
a bullet and a target
Between a and a target
A bullet and a

Now when the sun down
On our side of
When the other of the block
Where sing around

On the same side of the
pac hit the ground
Not in 'cause every nigga
Got Pac in now

my guys hit the block
And we provin' we
I ain't on, no swim
But you see of blood

juve when you die
Seeing the judge
Oh, you married to the
Prove your

Prove it, here's this rap shorty, it, do it, this, do it
This ain't a game, this an organized
My hurt, my love, my pain, my
My strife, my wife, my life, my

We for more, we die for less
you starvin' in the ghetto I'ma write the rest
See my girl think I'm and my momma think I'm odd
But when I'm all up in the dark I fall on my knees

What you done
Is put between a bullet and a target
And it be long before
pulling yourself away

What you here
Is put between a bullet and a target
And it wont be before
Youre pulling yourself

A and a target
A and a target
A and a target
A bullet and a