Xzibit - The Gambler lyrics

rate me

(feat. Anthony Hamilton)

[Xzibit]

Yeah.. welcome.. yeah.. huh.. there's plenty of room for everybody man..

yeah.. bangin.. come on.. yeah.. look..

[Xzibit]

Huh, Stay in my lane like a hustla

Never hate a motherfucker,tolerate a motherfucker

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

Niggas 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 niggas' 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

[Chorus - A.H. singing (Xzibit)]

One shot gambler (Yeah) Two shot gambler (Come on)

Three-time felon with that itch for dough

These madd street (Whuttup) Got me puffin on dro'

I'm guilty (What) Tryna make a living (Work it)

Thirty-eight albums and still no dollars (Come on)

And you wanna know why I hit the block for mo'? (Yeah)

These madd street (Uh) Got me puffin on dro' (Uh)

I'm guilty .. For tryna make a living

[Xzibit]

Bitch I ain't tryna holler at you (nah)

I'm just wanna drink, smoke, fuck and toss a couple dollars at you

I'm fightin dirty, I'll take thirty of you motherfuckers

I'm throwing cheapshots, low-blows and suckerpunches

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 oppurtunity knockin

But I'ma 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 inbetween, trust me, like it or not

We gon' be here forever like cops and roaches

Do not approach us, ferocious, we pop them toasters, nigga

[Interlude - A.H. (X)]

I'ma 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!

[Chorus]

[Xzibit]

Everytime I try to get out

I get dragged right the fuck back in, it's like I'm 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 fuckin with that?

Welcome to the X games, enjoy my pain

Inhale my smoke, it's hard not to cough or choke

Motorola nigga up the old fashion way

This ain't 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 don't like Chandra Levy, I'ma

[Chorus]