Luyện nghe bài hát Tomorrow

All to the West coast, I am the grand wizard
The West warlord and the future is today

'Cause that shit never come
I worry 'bout today and this decay
I worry 'bout Hip-Hop, did it flip-flop?
Get whack and turn into

I know, is it a government plot?
I don't give a fuck whether you it or not
all we got and if you throw it away
You dumb as OJ, off a

In Izod, this the rap God
What'chu put up in your iPod?
Downloader, gon' do
your favorite MC got to sue you?

'Cause he got to eat, ain't nothin'
Get ass beat by Erykah Badu
'Cause you steal this good music
Put me out of business, now you it

Tomorrow, don't you 'bout tomorrow
That shit never
This is very to swallow
Get ass up, man
Keep your hand up on that
You better ride all day, all night
Don't you worry tomorrow

Tomorrow, I'ma my business
But today, I'ma drink liquor
'Cause tomorrow I might be a quicker
But I'm just the same old nigga

You know that is still a day away
Do yo' baby, put your life on layaway
'Cause is Nostradamus
Boy, you know that tomorrow ain't promised?

To all the lil'
Don't do a nigga like Isiah
If you a bitch, be honest
Actin' like a hoe, not an angel

While you're daydreamin 'bout your
Motherfucker around the corner and shoot you
Don'tcha get stuck in
Put your shit in drive, while you alive 'cause

Tomorrow, don't you worry 'bout
That shit never
This is hard to swallow
Get ass up, man
Keep your up on that throttle
I'ma all day, ride all night
you worry 'bout tomorrow

Tomorrow, shit never come
I know it sounds strange but is never done
I'm up in the when the clock strikes one
y'all countin sheep, I'm countin' Benja-mons

Up on my feet at the of the sun
President of the Gangster
We don't go to war, we go to the
We rob from the rich and to the poor

Hip-Hop, oh a bore
Lettin' college run the front door
Fuck that, let's take it to the streets
Don't let Viacom the heat

The nerve of them, I never of them
Askin' me about my spins
And if I got a thousand of them
I'm a great MC accordin' to them, that

Tomorrow, don't you worry 'bout
That shit come
is very hard to swallow
Get ass up, man
Keep your up on that throttle
We're gon' all night, ride all night
Don't you 'bout tomorrow

(All hail to the West coast, I am the wizard)
is very hard to swallow
(The coast warlord, the future is today)
Keep your hand up on throttle
(Get grind on, mayne, get your grind on, mayne)
(Get grind on)
you worry 'bout tomorrow