Luyện nghe bài hát The Gambler

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

Huh, stay in my like a hustla never hate a motherfucker
Tolerate a to a certain extent
it's on, it's over don't get no chance to get popping
Forgotten about you your body cold in a coffin
Just another attempt, you fall through the cracks
Sure as God made man, the first man was
The Black man made pyramids and rap
That's all I know, 'cuz poppa didn't 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 never wanna
So instead of coming up, 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 this one out to all the neighborhoods and projects, I'm a

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

Bitch I ain't 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 with that fumble and lose
Xzibit move when I opportunity knockin'
But I'm a straight through the door if you comin' with problems

too crowded at the bottom, too lonely at the top
Ain't no in between, me, like 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, then to my hoes
I got a haze, two trays, and a of clothes 'cuz
ain't easy y'all, it's too sleazy
Too greasy and I can't take it

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

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

Motorola nigga up the old way
This ain't rap, is shit that I was born 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 thing bouncing
Y'all move units, we mountains
Y'all rap for bullshit, be on TV
We seen you, now we like Chandra Levy, I'm a

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