Luyện nghe bài hát Trading Places

AZ:
Yeah . . . up

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

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

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

[AZ]
Tradin' places wanna of the pie (Yeah)
Good guy, bad guy, we gotta die
It's all a game, make the Hall Of Fame (Yeah)
others'll die in vain tryin' to front for a name (That's how we
at 'em)

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

AZ Two}
Yo it's either or, used to by girl ?Lee
G's galore, ?Cristen D or?, believe in war
Need some currency, streets observin' me
Third defree, tryin' to see billions before they me
Thoroughly thoughts react, let the ?Porsche? accross tracks
Catch me in Haiti, horse back
religion, study life, tryin' to see the vision
Weeks in prison'll help a man peep his livin'
decisions, analyze, scope the game, wit hopes to change
Before the stress the brain, most remain
Shockwaves, I rock through the Tropic Haze
Under Palm Trees, puffin' lye for days, liver
chillin', old villan, known for buildin'
Sittin' back, millions
What's or wrong? 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, make 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)
It's all a game, some'll make the Of Fame
While others'll die in vain tryin' to front for a

AZ Three}
So what's the remedy, bein' invaded by your enemy
Envy me, had a cold heart since
freezin', used to flip for no reason
Now beyond that, learned to relax, 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 the Old School
Ocean cruise, back soakin' the blues
Scopin' the views, never once, open the
all stress, placed on the broke and confused
So know the game, some'll make the Of Fame
While others'll die in vain tryin' to front for a

[AZ]
Tradin' places wanna of the pie
Good guy, bad guy, we each die
all a game, some'll make the Hall Of Fame
While others'll die in vain tryin' to for a name

Tradin' wanna piece 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 tryin' to front for a