Luyện nghe bài hát The Gambler

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

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

the facts not the fiction
I build my from a pocket full of stones and a fifth of ambition
Niggas wanna ball but they wanna listen
So instead of coming up, just, come up missin'
My mission is to hit with precision, whole continents
Crush niggas' confidence, my dominance
Without no conflict, you'll have progress
I'm sending one out to all the neighborhoods and projects, I'm a

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

I ain't tryna holler at you
I'm just smoke, drink, fuck and toss a couple dollars at you
I'm fightin' dirty, I'll 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 with dudes that fumble and
Xzibit when I hear opportunity knockin'
But I'm a shoot straight through the door if you with problems

It's too crowded at the bottom, too at the top
Ain't no in between, me, like it or not
We gon' be here forever like cops and
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 change of clothes
Pimpin' ain't easy y'all, it's too
Too greasy and I take it easy

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

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

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

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