Luyện nghe bài hát The Gambler

Yeah welcome yeah huh
plenty of room for everybody man
Yeah bangin' on yeah look

Huh, stay in my like a hustla never hate a motherfucker
Tolerate a to a certain extent
When it's on, over don't get no chance 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 Black man made and gangsta rap
That's all I know, poppa didn't raise no rats

the facts not the fiction
I build my empire from a pocket full of stones and a fifth of
Niggas wanna ball but they never wanna
So instead of coming up, they just, come up
My mission is to hit with precision, shake continents
niggas' confidence, expose my dominance
Without no conflict, you'll 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 itch for dough
These street got me puffin' on dro'
I'm tryna make a living
Thirty eight and still no dollars
And you wanna know why I hit the for mo'?
These madd street got me on dro'
I'm guilty for make a living

I ain't tryna holler at you
I'm just wanna smoke, drink, fuck and toss a dollars at you
I'm fightin' dirty, I'll take 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
move when I hear 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 forever like cops and
Do not us, ferocious, we pop them toasters, nigga
I'm a to hit the block, then around 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 two shot gambler
Three felon with that itch for dough
These madd got me puffin' on dro'
I'm guilty make a living
Thirty eight 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 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, matter fact we act when animals attack
I know, sells faster than crack, ambassador rap
Twist back your salary cap, who fuckin' that?
Welcome to the X games, enjoy my
Inhale my smoke, it's hard not to cough or

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

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