Luyện nghe bài hát The Gambler

Yeah c'mon yeah huh
There's plenty of room for man
Yeah bangin' come on yeah

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

the facts not the fiction
I build my empire from a pocket full of stones and a of ambition
wanna ball but they never wanna listen
So instead of coming up, they just, up missin'
My mission is to hit with precision, shake whole
niggas' confidence, expose 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 gambler
time 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 why I hit the block for mo'?
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 fightin' dirty, take thirty of you motherfuckers
I'm throwing cheap shots, low blows and punches
I'm not for the games, I'm not in the
Not to be confused with that fumble and lose
Xzibit move when I hear opportunity
But I'm a shoot straight through the door if you comin' with

It's too crowded at the bottom, too at the top
no in between, trust me, like it or not
We gon' be here forever like cops and
Do not approach us, ferocious, we pop toasters, nigga
I'm a have to hit the block, then around to my
I got a haze, two trays, and a change of clothes
ain't easy y'all, it's too sleazy
Too greasy and I take it easy

One shot two shot gambler
Three time felon with that for dough
These madd street got me on dro'
I'm tryna make 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

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

Motorola up the old fashion way
This rap, this is shit that I was born to say
Though lately I having dillemas, with insignificant niggas
And half' ass rappers think they can get it
We the golden state, we keep the whole bouncing
Y'all units, we move mountains
Y'all rap for bullshit, be on TV
We seen you, now we like Chandra Levy, I'm a

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