You're Gonna Get Yours

歌詞

Ooh Chuck they outta get us man Yo we gotta dust these boys off In this corner with the 98 Subject of suckers object of hate Who's the one some think is great I'm that one son of a gun Driving by waving my fist Making them mad when I'm going like this Top gun never on the run They know not to come cause they all get some Going quicker in the speeding lane Jealous can't do it and it's causing them pain Caught in my smoke all they did was choke Look at my spokes you know I'm no joke Out that window middle finger for all Jealous at my ride stereo and blackwalls Suckers they got the nerve and gall To talk about the car when they're walking tall Suckers to tha side I know you hate my 98 You gonna get yours Suckers to tha side I know you hate my 98 You gonna get yours Pulling away every day Leaving you in the dust So you know I get paid on the mile ego trip And 5 o tailing on my tip Watch me burn rubber fall in my flame This episode is always the same Seeing no comp coming like I'm blind All left back trailing my behind I go faster cops try to shoot me They'll get theirs when they try to get me I'll let it go my turbo Run I'm in the river cause they're moving too slow Laughing hard at their attempt So what if the judge charged me contempt I'd run my Boomerang cause I'm feeling proud And I wouldn't even hear them cause my radio's loud Suckers to tha side I know you hate my 98 You gonna get yours Suckers to tha side I know you hate my 98 You gonna get yours Cruising down the boulevard I treated like some superstar You know the time so don't look hard Get with it the ultimate homeboy car All you suckers in the other ride Wherever I'm coming get you my side My 98 is tough to chase If you're on my tail better watch your face Smoke is coming when I burn Rubber when my wheels turn A tinted window so super bad Looking like the car the Green Hornet had It's the reason I'm ahead of the pack It's the reason I left them back It's the reason all the people say My 98 O blows them all away My 98 Oldsmobile is My 98 Oldsmobile's so My 98 Oldsmobile is My 98 Oldsmobile's like Suckers to tha side I know you hate my 98 You gonna get yours Suckers to tha side I know you hate my 98 You gonna get yours Understand I don't drive drunk My 98's fly I don't drive no junk No cop gotta a right to call me a punk Take this ticket go to hell and stick it Put me on a kick butt line up times up This government needs a tune up I don't know what's happening what's up Gun in my chest I'm under arrest Sidewalk suckers wanted to spill me So I got my crew and posse Took their girls and got them to thrill me Stepped outside got in my ride Drove them around and I looked around town Caught them out there cold ran them over and down They didn't get me and that's the truth Cause the 98 O is bullet proof My 98 Oldsmobile's so My 98 Oldsmobile is My 98 Oldsmobile's so My 98 Oldsmobile's like