Luyện nghe bài hát You're Gonna Get Yours

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

In this with the 98
Subject of object 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 like this
Top gun, on the run
They know not to come 'cause all get some

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

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

Pullin' away every day leavin' you in the
So you know I get on the mile ego trip
And 5-O on my tip
Watch me rubber fall in my flame
This is always the same
no comp comin' like I'm blind
All left back 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 'cause movin' too slow
Laughin' hard at their
So what if the judge charged me
I'd run my boomerang I'm feelin' proud
An' I wouldn't even hear cause my radio's loud

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

down the boulevard
I like some superstar
You know the time so don't hard
Get with it, the ultimate car
All you suckers in the other
Wherever I'm comin' get you my
My 98 is tough to
If you're on my tail better watch your

Smoke is comin' when I
Rubber when my wheels
A tinted so super bad
Lookin' like the car the hornet 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 blows 'em all

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

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

Understand, I drive drunk
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
This government needs a 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 them to me
outside, got in my ride
Drove them an' I looked around town
Caught 'em out cold ran 'em over and down
They didn't get me and the truth
the 98-O is bullet proof

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