Luyện nghe bài hát You're Gonna Get Yours

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

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

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

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

away every 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 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 'cause they're 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 even hear them cause my radio's loud

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 like some superstar
You know the 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 on my tail better watch your face

Smoke is when I burn
Rubber my wheels turn
A window so super bad
Lookin' like the car the green had
the reason I'm ahead of the pack
It's the I left 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 like

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

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

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

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