Luyện nghe bài hát You're Not Sure to See Tomorrow

[Lil
Come and say laugh time is love
And 'em one
Dickin in the bed fiend
Say ow, fam
My style leave one and gal
Here Black Stal'
What? never know me
So strong, gal
Now, I just get rid of action
Me not rhyme, ya use protection
Soften up ya lips for
We come fonder, we come

[M.S.]
When I do my thing, I the crowd like aura
M to the period S, it spells
Makin others in my space deep swallows
Sorta a barber, step in my parlor
Gotta stick wit the nicest, so I this
that bulb in my head, just off excitement
That trifeness I don't deal with, it stress me
You wouldn't how to act, if you wasn't S, g
All my M.F.C., we mad
For years to come, our will bump through your borough
And stay, while pay, the stack like
If you don't know by now, you never it out

[Top Dog Big
Aiyo, once my niggas start feelin vibe, they out they nines
Do think it's body bulletproof, I'mma you his spine
Get loose one time, hop the 4-5
Whoever think clappin, can't happen, handle your B.I.
'cause once I call my M.F.C., wild out
If you don't wanna be a of this, then just brake out
You got it all
To many M.C.'s claimin harder, soft like my balls

Holiday]
Chew on
And if tomorrow never comes, fuck it, I'm wit my
Blazin buns in the back room, D.O., Cal and Ones
Got my mic check by Cleo, C.O. bitch from
Met her on the Av., tight the top wit biker
Short, pussy fat, place, I chase the cat
brakes his arm, word is bond, D-O-C is holdin heat
Wit the force, no doubt, to knock ass off your feet
The choice is yours, hospital or the

4X: Lil Knock]
You're Not To See Tomorrow
You're Not To See Tomorrow, whoa-ho

[Louieville
This be that bomb shit, strong arm shits in your
If is a problem, I'mma see you into promise
yours, 'Ville Slug
Got your shorty, pissy off the Henny, then she drop the
G.C.'d all day, even by my lonely, all
Reppin full for the pay

[Starang
I take off my coat, Sean Price the L
on the side, sayin "Starang nice as hell"
We shit on rappers, they in hell, twice the smell
My niggas in jail, forever screamin is hell
I might as well pick up the cell, call my bitch
Who to be my shorty, hop friend, now it's hard to tell

[Louieville
They say we cock-eyed, Eye of the Tiger, just Rocky
Can't help it, when we ride shit like a
Non stoppin, hit the stage, and shockin
In stealth shit, for them bitch niggas not

[Starang
Aiyo this is the Boot Camp show, I'm host
I love French toast and bitches high post
My M.F.C. niggas down that try and get too close
Me and Henny gettin high on coast to coast

[Louieville
And we touch ground, shit, that better be on flow
Grand tour, had be ready to roll

[Illa
Ready to roll, whether rhyme or hold stroll
Slay Mongol, here to let you know tomorrow's not
I blow, sure to bogust, that thing ain't so
any 4X4 on doughnuts, you better hold up
Show guts, I'mma 'em, hot letta drill 'em
Lyrics evolve around your dome, like you chillin
I'mma slave to the rhythm, they how I hit 'em
Noyz is the undersea, circumstance niggas become
They know I'm gon fix them, up the meth
I'm fed, I mean, I'm like heroin on the scene
You should come clean, rhymer you get hit with something
I'm headhunting, like football players when they
All that for frontin, you should to listen
ya acts, your dead like Apollo in exhibition