Luyện nghe bài hát The Gambler

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

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

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

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

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

It's too crowded at the bottom, too 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 them toasters,
I'm a have to hit the block, then around to my
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 time felon with that itch for
madd street got me puffin' on dro'
I'm tryna make a living
Thirty eight albums and still no
And you wanna why I hit the block for mo'?
These madd street got me puffin' on
I'm guilty for make a living

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

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

One shot gambler two gambler
time felon with that itch for dough
These madd street got me 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 street got me puffin' on dro'
I'm guilty for tryna make a