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, tryin' to lead
She was out with a bullseye
On her chest, tryin' to lead

MTV puttin' on the screen
dance to a song where murder is the theme
Responsibility! to blame?
Never the labels or the artists
Heavens, no, no no

It in California, so you wanna be a thug?
You got your gun in your
And keepin' it real
But John Wayne belongs in the
Where bullets aren't

Way-yu, way-yu,
Way-yu, way-yu,
Just that bam

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

I know what I've been told
Violence turns an album into
500,000 sold! Jay-Z talkin' about you
Singin' you, you got it all mixed up

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

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

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

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

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

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

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