Xzibit - Gambler Lyrics:
Yeah c`mon welcome yeah huh
There`s plenty of room for everybody man
Yeah bangin` come on yeah look
Huh, stay in my lane like a hustla never hate a motherf**ker
Tolerate a motherf**ker to a certain extent
When it`s on, it`s 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 first man was black
The Black man made pyramids and gangsta rap
That`s 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 fifth of ambition
Ni**as wanna ball but they never wanna listen
So instead of coming up, they just, come up missin`
My mission is to hit with precision, shake whole continents
Crush ni**as` confidence, expose my dominance
Without no conflict, you`ll never have progress
I`m sending this one out to all the neighborhoods and projects, I`m a
One shot gambler two shot gambler
Three time felon with that itch for dough
These madd street got me puffin` on dro`
I`m guilty tryna make a living
Thirty eight albums and still no dollars
And you wanna know why I hit the block for mo`?
These madd street got me puffin` on dro`
I`m guilty for tryna make a living
Bitch I ain`t tryna holler at you
I`m just wanna smoke, drink, f**k and toss a couple dollars at you
I`m fightin` dirty, I`ll take thirty of you motherf**kers
I`m throwing cheap shots, low blows and sucker punches
I`m not for the games, I`m not in the mood
Not to be confused with dudes that fumble and lose
Xzibit move when I hear opportunity knockin`
But I`m a shoot straight through the door if you comin` with problems
It`s too crowded at the bottom, too lonely at the top
Ain`t no in between, trust me, like it or not
We gon` be here forever like cops and roaches
Do not approach us, ferocious, we pop them toasters, ni**a
I`m a have to hit the block, then around to my hoes
I got a haze, two trays, and a change of clothes `cuz
Pimpin` ain`t easy y`all, it`s too sleazy
Too greasy and I can`t take it easy
One shot gambler two shot gambler
Three time felon with that itch for dough
These madd street got me puffin` on dro`
I`m guilty tryna make a living
Thirty eight albums and still no dollars
And you wanna know why I hit the block for mo`?
These madd street got me puffin` on dro`
I`m guilty for tryna make a living
Every time I try to get out
I get dragged right the f**k back in, it`s like I`m never gon` win
Ni**a got the whole world on his back
Overreact, matter fact we act like when animals attack
I know, pussy sells faster than crack, ambassador rap
Twist back your salary cap, who f**kin` with that?
Welcome to the X games, enjoy my pain
Inhale my smoke, it`s hard not to cough or choke
Motorola ni**a up the old fashion way
This ain`t rap, this is s**t that I was born to say
Though lately I been having dillemas, with insignificant ni**as
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 bulls**t, tryna be on TV
We seen you, now we don`t like Chandra Levy, I`m a
One shot gambler two shot gambler
Three time felon with that itch for dough
These madd street got me puffin` on dro`
I`m guilty tryna make a living
Thirty eight albums and still no dollars
And you wanna know why I hit the block for mo`?
These madd street got me puffin` on dro`
I`m guilty for tryna make a living
There`s plenty of room for everybody man
Yeah bangin` come on yeah look
Huh, stay in my lane like a hustla never hate a motherf**ker
Tolerate a motherf**ker to a certain extent
When it`s on, it`s 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 first man was black
The Black man made pyramids and gangsta rap
That`s 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 fifth of ambition
Ni**as wanna ball but they never wanna listen
So instead of coming up, they just, come up missin`
My mission is to hit with precision, shake whole continents
Crush ni**as` confidence, expose my dominance
Without no conflict, you`ll never have progress
I`m sending this one out to all the neighborhoods and projects, I`m a
One shot gambler two shot gambler
Three time felon with that itch for dough
These madd street got me puffin` on dro`
I`m guilty tryna make a living
Thirty eight albums and still no dollars
And you wanna know why I hit the block for mo`?
These madd street got me puffin` on dro`
I`m guilty for tryna make a living
Bitch I ain`t tryna holler at you
I`m just wanna smoke, drink, f**k and toss a couple dollars at you
I`m fightin` dirty, I`ll take thirty of you motherf**kers
I`m throwing cheap shots, low blows and sucker punches
I`m not for the games, I`m not in the mood
Not to be confused with dudes that fumble and lose
Xzibit move when I hear opportunity knockin`
But I`m a shoot straight through the door if you comin` with problems
It`s too crowded at the bottom, too lonely at the top
Ain`t no in between, trust me, like it or not
We gon` be here forever like cops and roaches
Do not approach us, ferocious, we pop them toasters, ni**a
I`m a have to hit the block, then around to my hoes
I got a haze, two trays, and a change of clothes `cuz
Pimpin` ain`t easy y`all, it`s too sleazy
Too greasy and I can`t take it easy
One shot gambler two shot gambler
Three time felon with that itch for dough
These madd street got me puffin` on dro`
I`m guilty tryna make a living
Thirty eight albums and still no dollars
And you wanna know why I hit the block for mo`?
These madd street got me puffin` on dro`
I`m guilty for tryna make a living
Every time I try to get out
I get dragged right the f**k back in, it`s like I`m never gon` win
Ni**a got the whole world on his back
Overreact, matter fact we act like when animals attack
I know, pussy sells faster than crack, ambassador rap
Twist back your salary cap, who f**kin` with that?
Welcome to the X games, enjoy my pain
Inhale my smoke, it`s hard not to cough or choke
Motorola ni**a up the old fashion way
This ain`t rap, this is s**t that I was born to say
Though lately I been having dillemas, with insignificant ni**as
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 bulls**t, tryna be on TV
We seen you, now we don`t like Chandra Levy, I`m a
One shot gambler two shot gambler
Three time felon with that itch for dough
These madd street got me puffin` on dro`
I`m guilty tryna make a living
Thirty eight albums and still no dollars
And you wanna know why I hit the block for mo`?
These madd street got me puffin` on dro`
I`m guilty for tryna make a living