Luyện nghe bài hát You're Gonna Get Yours

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

In corner with the 98
Subject of object of hate
Who's the one some 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

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

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

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

I go cops try to shoot me
They'll get when they try to get me
let it go, my turbo
Run, I'm in the river 'cause movin' too slow
Laughin' hard at attempt
So if the judge charged me contempt
I'd run my 'cause I'm feelin' proud
An' I wouldn't even hear them cause my loud

Suckers to tha 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 some superstar
You the time so don't look hard
Get it, the ultimate homeboy car
All you in the other ride
Wherever I'm get you my side
My 98 is tough to
If you're on my tail better watch face

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

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

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

Understand, I drive drunk
My 98's fly, I drive no junk
No cop gotta a to call me a punk
Take this go to hell and stick it
Put me on a kick butt up, times up
government needs a tune up
I know what's happenin' what's up?
Gun in my chest, I'm arrest

Sidewalk suckers to spill me
So I got my and posse
Took girls and got them to thrill me
Stepped outside, got in my
Drove around an' I looked around town
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