Luyện nghe bài hát The Gambler

Yeah c'mon welcome huh
There's plenty of room for man
Yeah come on yeah look

Huh, stay in my lane like a hustla never hate a
Tolerate a motherfucker to a extent
When it's on, it's over don't get no to get popping
Forgotten about you before your body in a coffin
Just another attempt, you fall through the cracks
as God made man, the first man was black
The Black man made pyramids and rap
That's all I know, 'cuz didn't raise no rats

Face the facts not the
I build my from a pocket full of stones and a fifth of ambition
Niggas wanna ball but they never listen
So instead of up, they just, come up missin'
My is to hit with precision, shake whole continents
Crush niggas' confidence, expose my
Without no conflict, you'll never have
I'm sending this one out to all the and projects, I'm a

One gambler two shot gambler
time felon with that itch for dough
These street got me puffin' on dro'
I'm guilty make a living
Thirty eight and still no dollars
And you wanna why I hit the block for mo'?
These street got me puffin' on dro'
I'm for tryna make a living

Bitch I tryna holler at you
I'm just wanna smoke, drink, fuck and a couple dollars at you
I'm dirty, I'll take thirty of you motherfuckers
I'm throwing cheap shots, low blows and sucker
I'm not for the games, I'm not in the
Not to be confused dudes that fumble and lose
move when I hear opportunity knockin'
But I'm a shoot straight through the if you comin' with problems

It's too at the bottom, too lonely at the top
Ain't no in between, trust me, it or not
We be here forever like cops and roaches
Do not approach us, ferocious, we pop toasters, nigga
I'm a have to hit the block, then around to my
I got a haze, two trays, and a change of clothes
ain't easy y'all, it's too sleazy
Too greasy and I can't take it

One gambler two shot gambler
Three time felon with that for dough
These madd street got me puffin' on
I'm tryna make a living
Thirty eight albums and still no
And you wanna know why I hit the block for
These madd street got me puffin' on
I'm guilty for tryna make a

time I try to get out
I get dragged the fuck back in, it's like I'm never gon' win
got the whole world on his back
Overreact, matter fact we act when animals attack
I know, pussy sells than crack, ambassador rap
Twist back your salary cap, who fuckin' with
Welcome to the X games, my pain
Inhale my smoke, hard not to cough or choke

Motorola nigga up the old way
This ain't rap, this is that I was born to say
Though lately I been having dillemas, with insignificant
And half' ass that think they can get it
We the golden state, we keep the whole bouncing
move units, we move mountains
Y'all rap for bullshit, be on TV
We you, now we don't like Chandra Levy, I'm a

One shot gambler two shot
Three time felon with that itch for
These street got me puffin' on dro'
I'm guilty tryna a living
Thirty eight albums and still no
And you wanna know why I hit the block for
These madd street got me puffin' on
I'm guilty for tryna a living