Luyện nghe bài hát Tomorrow

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

tomorrow that shit never come
I worry 'bout and this urban decay
I 'bout Hip-Hop, when did it flip-flop?
Get whack and into gridlock

I know, is it a government plot?
I give a fuck whether you love it or not
all we got and if you throw it away
You as OJ, off a for-tay

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

'Cause he got to eat, nothin' taboo
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 come
This is very to swallow
Get ass up, man
your hand up on that throttle
You better ride all day, ride all
Don't you worry tomorrow

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

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

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

While you're 'bout your future
Motherfucker come around the corner and you
Don'tcha get in neutral
Put your shit in drive, you still alive 'cause

Tomorrow, you worry 'bout tomorrow
shit never come
This is very to swallow
Get ass up, man
your hand up on that throttle
I'ma ride all day, all night
you worry 'bout tomorrow

Tomorrow, that shit come
I know it sounds strange but today is never
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
of the Gangster Nation
We don't go to war, we go to the
We rob the rich and give to the poor

Hip-Hop, oh what a
Lettin' college motherfuckers run the front
that, let's take it back to the streets
Don't let Viacom dictate the

The nerve of them, I never heard of
me about my urban 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
your hand up on that throttle
We're ride all night, ride all night
you worry 'bout tomorrow

(All to the West coast, I am the grand wizard)
This is very to swallow
(The coast warlord, the future is today)
Keep hand up on that throttle
(Get your on, mayne, get your grind on, mayne)
(Get grind on)
Don't you worry 'bout