Luyện nghe bài hát Tomorrow

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

'Cause that shit never come
I 'bout today and this urban decay
I worry 'bout Hip-Hop, did it flip-flop?
Get whack and into gridlock

I don't know, is it a government
I don't give a fuck whether you it or not
That's all we got and if you throw it
You dumb as OJ, off a

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

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

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

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

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

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

While daydreamin 'bout your future
Motherfucker come around the and shoot you
get stuck in neutral
Put your shit in drive, while you alive 'cause

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

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

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

Hip-Hop, oh a bore
Lettin' college motherfuckers run the front
that, let's take it back to the streets
Don't let Viacom the heat

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

Tomorrow, don't you worry 'bout
That never come
This is very to swallow
Get ass up, man
your hand up on that throttle
We're gon' all night, ride all night
Don't you 'bout tomorrow

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