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

[Lil
Come and say laugh 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 never me
So strong, gal
Now, I just get rid of action
Me not gon' rhyme, ya use
up ya lips for this
We come fonder, we come

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

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

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

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You're Not Sure To See
You're Not Sure To See Tomorrow,

[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 the drawers
G.C.'d all day, even by my lonely, all
Reppin full for the pay

Wondah]
I take off my coat, Sean Price the L
Bitches on the side, sayin "Starang as hell"
We shit on these rappers, they in hell, the smell
My niggas in jail, forever screamin life is
I as well pick up the cell, call my bitch Rakel
Who used to be my shorty, hop friend, now it's to tell

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

[Starang
Aiyo this is the Boot Camp show, I'm your
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 high on flights to coast

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

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