Luyện nghe bài hát The Gambler

Yeah c'mon yeah huh
plenty of room for everybody man
Yeah come on yeah look

Huh, stay in my lane a hustla never hate a motherfucker
Tolerate a motherfucker to a certain
When it's on, it's over get no chance to get popping
Forgotten about you before your cold in a coffin
Just another failed attempt, you fall the cracks
Sure as God man, the first man was black
The Black man made pyramids and rap
That's all I know, 'cuz poppa raise no rats

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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