Luyện nghe bài hát Tomorrow

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

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

I know, is it a government plot?
I don't give a whether you love it or not
all we got and if you throw it away
You dumb as OJ, off a

In your Izod, the rap God
What'chu gon' put up in 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 wanna this good music
Put me out of business, now you it

Tomorrow, you worry 'bout tomorrow
That shit come
This is very hard to
Get ass up, man
Keep hand up on that throttle
You ride all day, ride all night
Don't you worry 'bout

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

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

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

While you're daydreamin 'bout your
come around the corner and shoot you
Don'tcha get stuck in
Put your shit in drive, while you alive 'cause

Tomorrow, you worry 'bout tomorrow
That shit come
is very hard to swallow
Get ass up, man
Keep hand up on that throttle
I'ma all day, ride all night
Don't you 'bout tomorrow

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

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 a bore
Lettin' college motherfuckers run the front
that, let's take it back to the streets
Don't let Viacom dictate the

The nerve of them, I never 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 tomorrow
That shit never
This is very to swallow
Get ass up, man
Keep your up on that throttle
We're gon' ride all night, ride all
Don't you 'bout tomorrow

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