Luyện nghe bài hát Trading Places

AZ:
Yeah . . . up

CHORUS:
places wanna piece of the pie
Good guy, bad guy, we gotta die
It's all a game, make the Hall Of Fame
While others'll die in vain tryin' to for a name

places wanna piece of the pie
Good guy, bad guy, we gotta die (Word Up)
It's all a game, make the Hall Of Fame (Yeah...How we livin'?)
While others'll die in vain to front for a name

AZ One}
fulfilled, gave us more room to build
Strong climb made more for wounds to heal
I can see the sun, been blessed to be the one
Set free to run, baby moms, new seed to come
Breathin' lungs, through the see the thumb
So regardless, male or female, either one
G's and tons out, coped the ranch house
In ?Grand Martin? needed some space to plot my out
of life, still rock low, plus the sneaker type
Be for ?kites? pushin' a stick make you breeze life
See sites, gun shots, used to run spots
rocks, nearly got rich off of one block
Saw the light, caught a case, couldn't to fight
Lawyer white, had to cop out or face more life
Poison bites, my brain, flyin' flames
Tryin' to change, between worlds kinda strange

CHORUS:
Tradin' wanna piece of the pie (Yeah)
guy, bad guy, we each gotta die
It's all a game, make the Hall Of Fame (Yeah)
While others'll die in vain to front for a name (That's how we
at 'em)

Tradin' places wanna of the pie
Good guy, bad guy, we each die (Yeah)
all a game, some'll make the Hall Of Fame (Uh Huh)
While die in vain tryin' to front for a name

AZ Two}
Yo it's either or, to by girl ?Lee Rahol?
G's galore, ?Cristen D or?, believe in war
Need some more currency, observin' me
Third defree, tryin' to see before they murder me
Thoroughly thoughts react, let the mack accross tracks
Catch me in Haiti, ridin' horse
Seek religion, life, tryin' to see the vision
Weeks in prison'll a wise man peep his livin'
Reach decisions, analyze, scope the game, wit hopes to
Before the stress overdose the brain, most
Shockwaves, I rock stage the Tropic Haze
Under Palm Trees, puffin' lye for days, ways
chillin', old villan, known for buildin'
Sittin' back, controlin'
What's right or Shorter days, nights is long
Keep ya strong, in case, it might be on

CHORUS:
places wanna piece of the pie
Good guy, bad guy, we each die
It's all a game, some'll make the Of Fame
others'll die in vain tryin' to front for a name

Tradin' wanna piece of the pie (Yo)
Good guy, bad guy, we each gotta die (Each die)
It's all a game, some'll make the Hall Of
others'll die in vain tryin' to front for a name

AZ Three}
So what's the remedy, from bein' invaded by enemy
Envy me, had a cold since infancy
Below freezin', used to for no reason
Now beyond that, to relax, master slow breathin', blowin'

Spendin' paper's so
I'm from it, most large niggas and done wit
No one to run wit, just a few from the Old
Ocean cruise, back soakin' the blues
Scopin' the views, never once, the news
It's all stress, placed on the broke and
So know the game, some'll make the Of Fame
While die in vain tryin' to front for a name

[AZ]
Tradin' wanna piece of the pie
guy, bad guy, we each gotta die
It's all a game, some'll make the Hall Of
others'll die in vain tryin' to front for a name

Tradin' places piece of the pie
Good guy, bad guy, we each die
It's all a game, some'll make the Hall Of
While die in vain tryin' to front for a name