Luyện nghe bài hát You're Gonna Get Yours

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

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

Goin' in the speedin' lane
Jealous can't do it and it's them pain
in my smoke, all they did was choke
Look at my spokes, you know I'm no
Out that window, finger for all
Jealous at my ride, stereo and black
Suckers they got the nerve and
To talk 'bout the car when they're tall

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

Pullin' away day leavin' you in the dust
So you know I get paid on the mile ego
And 5-O on my tip
Watch me burn rubber fall in my
This is always the same
no comp comin' like I'm blind
All back trailin' my behind

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

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

Cruisin' the boulevard
I treated like some
You know the so don't look hard
Get with it, the ultimate car
All you suckers in the ride
Wherever I'm get you my side
My 98 is to chase
If you're on my tail better watch your

Smoke is when I burn
Rubber when my wheels
A tinted window so bad
like the car the green hornet had
It's the reason I'm of the pack
the reason I left them back
It's the 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 side I you hate my 98
You get yours
Suckers to tha I know you hate my 98
You get yours

Understand, I don't drive
My 98's fly, I drive no junk
No cop gotta a to call me a punk
Take this ticket go to and stick it
Put me on a kick line up, times up
government needs a tune up
I know what's happenin' what's up?
Gun in my chest, I'm arrest

Sidewalk wanted to spill me
So I got my crew and
Took their girls and got to thrill me
outside, got in my ride
Drove them around an' I looked around
Caught 'em out cold ran 'em over and down
didn't get me and that's the truth
'Cause the 98-O is bullet

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