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

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

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

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

Pullin' away every day leavin' you in the
So you know I get paid on the ego trip
And 5-O on my tip
me burn rubber fall in my flame
This episode is always the
Seein' no comp comin' like I'm
All left back trailin' my

I go faster cops try to me
They'll get theirs they try to get me
let it go, my turbo
Run, I'm in the river they're movin' too slow
Laughin' hard at their
So what if the judge charged me
I'd run my boomerang 'cause I'm feelin'
An' I wouldn't even hear cause my radio's loud

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

Cruisin' the boulevard
I treated like some
You know the time so don't hard
Get with it, the ultimate car
All you suckers in the ride
Wherever I'm get you my side
My 98 is tough to
If you're on my better watch your face

Smoke is comin' I burn
Rubber when my turn
A window 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
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 I know you hate my 98
You gonna get
Suckers to tha I know you hate my 98
You gonna get

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

Sidewalk suckers wanted to me
So I got my and posse
Took their girls and got to thrill me
Stepped outside, got in my
them around an' I looked around town
Caught 'em out there cold ran 'em and down
didn't get me and that's the truth
'Cause the is bullet proof

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