Luyện nghe bài hát You're Gonna Get Yours

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

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

quicker in the speedin' lane
Jealous do it and it's 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 and gall
To talk 'bout the car they're walkin' tall

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

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

I go cops 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 they're movin' too
Laughin' hard at their
So what if the judge me contempt
I'd run my boomerang 'cause I'm feelin'
An' I wouldn't even hear them cause my radio's

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

down the boulevard
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 comin' get you my
My 98 is to chase
If you're on my tail better your face

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

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

Sidewalk wanted to spill me
So I got my and posse
Took their and got them to thrill me
Stepped outside, got in my
them around an' I looked around town
Caught 'em out there ran 'em over and down
They didn't get me and that's the
'Cause the 98-O is proof

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