Luyện nghe bài hát Tomorrow

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

tomorrow that shit never come
I 'bout today and this urban decay
I worry 'bout Hip-Hop, when did it
Get whack and turn into

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Tomorrow, that never come
I know it sounds but today is never done
I'm up in the Range the clock strikes one
While countin sheep, I'm countin' Benja-mons

Up on my feet at the of the sun
President of the Nation
We go to war, we go to the store
We rob from the rich and to the poor

Hip-Hop, oh a bore
Lettin' college motherfuckers run the door
Fuck that, take it back to the streets
let Viacom dictate the heat

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

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

(All hail to the West coast, I am the wizard)
This is very hard to
(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)
Don't you worry tomorrow