Luyện nghe bài hát The Gambler

Yeah welcome yeah huh
plenty of room for everybody man
Yeah bangin' come on 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 through the cracks
as God made man, the first man was black
The Black man made and gangsta rap
all I know, 'cuz poppa didn't raise no rats

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

One gambler two shot gambler
Three time felon that itch for dough
These street got me puffin' on dro'
I'm guilty tryna a living
eight albums 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 smoke, drink, fuck and toss a couple dollars at you
I'm fightin' dirty, I'll take thirty of you
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
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
no in between, trust me, like it or not
We gon' be here forever 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 change of clothes
Pimpin' ain't easy y'all, it's too
Too greasy and I can't take it

One shot two shot gambler
time felon with that itch for dough
These madd street got me on dro'
I'm guilty make a living
Thirty eight albums and 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

time I try to get out
I get dragged right the fuck back in, like I'm never gon' win
got the whole world on his back
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, enjoy my
Inhale my smoke, hard not to cough or choke

Motorola nigga up the old way
This rap, this is shit that I was born to say
Though lately I been having dillemas, with insignificant
And half' ass rappers that think can get it
We the golden state, we the whole thing bouncing
Y'all units, we move 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
Three time felon with itch for dough
These madd got me puffin' on dro'
I'm guilty make a living
Thirty eight albums and no dollars
And you wanna why I hit the block for mo'?
These madd got me puffin' on dro'
I'm for tryna make a living