Luyện nghe bài hát Tomorrow

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

'Cause tomorrow that shit come
I worry 'bout today and this urban
I 'bout Hip-Hop, when did it flip-flop?
Get whack and turn gridlock

I don't know, is it a plot?
I don't give a whether you love it or not
That's all we got and if you throw it
You as OJ, off a for-tay

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

'Cause he got to eat, nothin' taboo
Get your ass beat by Badu
you wanna steal this good music
Put me out of business, now you it

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

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

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

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

While you're daydreamin your future
Motherfucker come around the and shoot you
Don'tcha get in neutral
Put your shit in drive, while you still alive

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

Tomorrow, that shit come
I know it sounds strange but today is never
I'm up in the Range when the clock one
While y'all countin sheep, I'm countin'

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 give to the

Hip-Hop, oh what a
Lettin' motherfuckers run the front door
Fuck that, let's take it to the streets
let Viacom dictate the heat

The of them, I never heard of them
Askin' me about my urban
And if I got about a thousand of
I'm a MC accordin' to them, fuck that

Tomorrow, don't you worry 'bout
shit never come
This is hard to swallow
Get ass up, man
Keep your hand up on that
We're gon' ride all night, all night
you worry 'bout tomorrow

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