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

[Lil
and say laugh time is comin love
And 'em one
What? Dickin in the bed
Say ow, fam
My style don't one and gal
Here Black Stal'
What? Them know me
So strong, gal
Now, I just wan' get rid of
Me not rhyme, ya use protection
Soften up ya lips for
We come fonder, we sounder

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

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

[Doc
Chew on
And if never comes, fuck it, I'm wit my sons
buns in the back room, with D.O., Cal and Ones
Got my mic by Cleo, C.O. bitch from Riker's
Met her on the Av., tight hold the top wit
Short, fat, first place, I chase the cat
That his arm, word is bond, D-O-C is holdin heat
Wit the force, no doubt, to knock your ass off your
The choice is yours, or the morgue

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

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

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

Sluggah]
They say we cock-eyed, Eye of the Tiger, like Rocky
Can't it, when we ride shit like a jockey
Non stoppin, hit the stage, rockin and
In shit, for them bitch niggas not likin

Wondah]
Aiyo is the Boot Camp show, I'm your host
I French toast and bitches that's high post
My M.F.C. niggas down that try and get too close
Me and Henny gettin on flights coast to coast

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

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