Luyện nghe bài hát You're Gonna Get Yours

Ooh chuck, outta get us man
Yo, we dust these boys off

In this with the 98
Subject of suckers object of
Who's the one think is great
I'm one, son of a gun
Drivin' by, wavin' my
'em mad when I'm goin' like this
Top gun, on the run
They know not to come 'cause all get some

Goin' quicker in the lane
Jealous do it and it's causin' them pain
Caught in my smoke, all did was choke
Look at my spokes, you I'm no joke
Out that window, middle for all
Jealous at my ride, stereo and black
Suckers they got the and gall
To talk 'bout the car they're walkin' tall

Suckers to tha side I know you my 98
You get yours
Suckers to tha side I know you my 98
You gonna get

away every day leavin' you in the dust
So you know I get on the mile ego trip
And 5-O on my tip
Watch me rubber fall in my flame
This episode is the same
Seein' no comin' like I'm blind
All left back my behind

I go faster try to shoot me
They'll get when they try to get me
I'll let it go, my
Run, I'm in the river 'cause movin' too slow
Laughin' at their attempt
So what if the charged me contempt
I'd run my boomerang 'cause I'm proud
An' I wouldn't hear them cause my radio's loud

Suckers to tha I know you hate my 98
You get yours
to tha side I know you hate my 98
You get yours

Cruisin' down the
I treated some superstar
You the time so don't look hard
Get with it, the homeboy car
All you in the other ride
Wherever I'm get you my side
My 98 is to chase
If you're on my tail watch your face

Smoke is when I burn
when my wheels turn
A tinted window so bad
Lookin' like the car the hornet had
the reason I'm ahead of the pack
It's the reason I them back
the reason all the people say
My 98 - O 'em all away

My 98 is
My 98 so
My 98 is
My 98 Oldsmobile's

Suckers to tha I know you hate my 98
You get yours
Suckers to tha side I you hate my 98
You get yours

Understand, I don't drive
My fly, I don't drive no junk
No cop gotta a right to me a punk
Take ticket go to hell and stick it
Put me on a kick line up, times up
This government a tune up
I don't what's happenin' what's up?
Gun in my chest, I'm arrest

Sidewalk suckers wanted to me
So I got my and posse
Took their girls and got to thrill me
outside, got in my ride
Drove around an' I looked around town
Caught 'em out cold ran 'em over and down
They get me and that's the truth
'Cause the 98-O is proof

My 98 so
My 98 is
My 98 so
My 98 like