Xzibit - The Gambler lyrics

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[Xzibit]
Yea.. welcome.. yea.. huh.. theres plenty of room for everybody man..
yea.. bangin.. c´mon.. yea.. look..

[Xzibit]
Huh, Stay in my lane like a hustla
Never hate a motherf*cker,tolerate a motherf*cker
To a certain extent
When it is on, it is over
Don´t get no chance to get popping
Forgotten about you before your body cold in a coffin
Just another failed attempt, you fall through the cracks
Sure as God made man, the 1st man was Black
The Black man made pyramids & gangsta rap
That is all I know, cuz poppa didn´t raise no rats
Face the facts not the fiction
I Build my empire from a pocket full of stones
And a 5th of ambition
Niggas want to ball but they never want to listen
so instead of coming up, they just, come up missin
My mission is to hit with precision, shake whole continents
Crush niggas´ confidence, expose my dominance
Without no conflict, you will never have progress
I am sending this one out to all the neighborhoods & projects, I am a

[Chorus - A.H. singing (Xzibit)]
One shot gambler (Yea) Two shot gambler (C´mon)
Three-time felon with that itch for dough
These madd street (Whuttup) Got me puffin on dro´
I am guilty (What) Tryna make a living (Work it)
Thirty-eight albums & still no dollars (C´mon)
And you want to know why I hit the block for mo´? (Yea)
These madd street (Uh) Got me puffin on dro´ (Uh)
I am guilty .. For tryna make a living

[Xzibit]
Bitch I aint tryna holler at you (nah)
I am just want to drink, smoke, f*ck & toss a couple dollars at you
I am fightin dirty, I will take thirty of you motherf*ckers
I am throwing cheapshots, low-blows & suckerpunches
I am not for the games, I am not in the mood
Not to be confused with dudes that fumble & lose
Xzibit move when I hear oppurtunity knockin
But I ama shoot straight through the door if you comin with problems
It is too crowded at the bottom, too lonely at the top
Aint no inbetween, trust me, like it or not
We gon´ be here forever like cops & roaches
Do not approach us, ferocious, we pop them toasters, nigga

[Interlude - A.H. (X)]
I ama have to hit the block, then around to my hoes
I got a haze, two trays, & a change of clothes, cuz
Pimpin´ aint easy y´all,it is too sleazy
Too greasy, & I cannot take it easy!

[Chorus]

[Xzibit]
Everytime I try to get out
I get dragged right the f*ck back in, it is like I am never gon´ win
Nigga got the whole world on his back
Overeact, matter fact we act like when animals attack
I know, pussy sells faster than crack, ambassador rap
Twist back your salary cap, who f*ckin with that?
Welcome to the X games, enjoy my pain
Inhale my smoke, it is hard not to cough or choke
Motorola nigga up the old fashion way
This aint rap, this is shit that I was born to say
Though lately I been having dillemas, with insignificant niggas
And half-ass rappers that think they can get it
We the Golden State, we keep the whole thing bouncing
Y´all move units, we move mountains
Y´all rap for bullshit, tryna be on T.V.
We seen you, now we do not like Chandra Levy, I ama

[Chorus]

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