Luyện nghe bài hát Bullseye

Way-yu, way-yu,
Way-yu, way-yu,
Just like bam, bam

You was out with a bullseye
On your chest, to catch lead
She was out there with a
On her chest, to catch lead

MTV puttin' on the screen
Children to a song where murder is the theme
Responsibility! to blame?
blame the labels or the artists
Heavens, no, no no

It started in California, so you be a thug?
You got your gun in hands
And you're keepin' it
But John belongs in the movies
Where aren't real

Way-yu, way-yu,
Way-yu, way-yu,
Just like bam

You was out there a bullseye
On your chest tryin' to catch
She was out with a bullseye
On her chest tryin' to catch

I know what I've been told
turns an album into gold
500,000 sold! Jay-Z wasn't about you
Singin' you, you got it all mixed up

The kids are overreacting, so you be a thug?
You got your gun in hands
And you're keepin' it
But John Wayne belongs in the
Where bullets aren't

Suburban children, don't you know you
you know you can die?
You ain't from the ghetto, my
Don't you know you can? Don't you

so stupid, careless, delusional, dangerous child
You're so stupid, careless, delusional, dangerous

I pull the trigga, I the trigga, trigga, trigga
B- bang bang, I pull the
B- bang bang, I pull the

I won't cry when you die, I cry
You're so stupid, careless, delusional,

Way-yu,
like that bam, just like that bam

You was out there with a bullseye on
chest, catch lead
You was out there a bullseye on your
chest, catch lead