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CHORUS: Tradin' wanna piece of the pie Good guy, bad guy, we gotta die It's all a game, some'll make the Of Fame others'll die in vain tryin' to front for a name
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AZ {Verse Dreams fulfilled, gave us room to build Strong climb made more time for to heal I can see the sun, must've been to be the one Set free to run, baby moms, new seed to come Breathin' lungs, through the sonogram see the So regardless, male or female, love one G's and branched out, coped the ranch house In ?Grand Martin? needed some space to plot my out Speak of life, still rock low, plus the sneaker Be for pushin' a stick make you breeze through life See through sites, gun shots, used to run Slung rocks, 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 than Poison bites, my brain, high flames Tryin' to change, between worlds kinda strange
CHORUS: Tradin' wanna piece of the pie (Yeah) Good guy, bad guy, we each die all a game, some'll make the Hall Of Fame (Yeah) While die in vain tryin' to front for a name (That's how we at 'em)
Tradin' places piece of the pie Good guy, bad guy, we gotta die (Yeah) It's all a game, make the Hall Of Fame (Uh Huh) While others'll die in vain tryin' to front for a
AZ Two} Yo it's either or, used to by girl ?Lee G's galore, ?Cristen D or?, devils in war some more currency, streets observin' me Third defree, tryin' to see billions before murder me Thoroughly thoughts react, let the ?Porsche? accross tracks me in Haiti, ridin' horse back Seek religion, life, tryin' to see the vision Weeks in help a wise man peep his livin' Reach decisions, analyze, the game, wit hopes to change the stress overdose the brain, most remain Shockwaves, I rock stage the Tropic Haze Under Palm Trees, lye for days, liver ways chillin', old villan, known for buildin' Sittin' back, controlin' What's or wrong? Shorter days, nights is long Keep ya cipher strong, in case, it be on
[AZ] Tradin' places wanna of the pie guy, bad guy, we each gotta die It's all a game, some'll the Hall Of Fame While die in vain tryin' to front for a name
places wanna piece of the pie (Yo) Good guy, bad guy, we gotta die (Each gotta die) all a game, some'll make the Hall Of Fame While others'll die in vain tryin' to front for a
AZ Three} So the remedy, from bein' invaded by your enemy Envy me, had a heart since infancy Below freezin', used to for no reason Now beyond that, learned to relax, master slow breathin', Spendin' paper's so I'm from it, large niggas over and done wit No one to run wit, just a few from the Old Ocean cruise, lain' back the blues Scopin' the views, never once, open the It's all stress, placed on the broke and So know the game, make the Hall Of Fame While others'll die in tryin' to front for a name
[AZ] Tradin' places wanna of the pie guy, bad guy, we each gotta die It's all a game, some'll make the Hall Of While others'll die in vain to front for a name
Tradin' places wanna of the pie guy, bad guy, we each gotta die It's all a game, some'll make the Of Fame While others'll die in vain to front for a name