Luyện nghe bài hát The Gambler

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

Huh, stay in my lane like a never hate a motherfucker
Tolerate a motherfucker to a certain
it's on, it's over don't get no chance to get popping
Forgotten about you before your body in a coffin
Just another failed attempt, you fall the cracks
as God made man, the first man was black
The Black man made pyramids and rap
That's all I know, 'cuz didn't raise no rats

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

One shot gambler two shot
Three time felon with that for dough
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 got me puffin' on dro'
I'm guilty for tryna a living

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

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

One shot two shot gambler
Three time felon with itch for dough
madd street got me puffin' on dro'
I'm guilty make a living
Thirty albums and still no dollars
And you wanna why I hit the block for mo'?
madd street got me puffin' on dro'
I'm for tryna 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, pussy sells faster crack, ambassador rap
Twist back your salary cap, who fuckin' that?
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, is shit that I was born to say
Though lately I having dillemas, with insignificant niggas
And ass rappers that think they can get it
We the golden state, we keep the whole thing
Y'all move units, we move
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 that itch for dough
These street got me puffin' on dro'
I'm guilty tryna make a
Thirty eight 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 tryna a living