Luyện nghe bài hát Trading Places

AZ:
Yeah . . . up

[AZ]
Tradin' places piece 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
Good guy, bad guy, we each die (Word Up)
It's all a game, make the Hall Of Fame (Yeah...How we livin'?)
others'll die in vain tryin' to front for a name

AZ {Verse
Dreams fulfilled, us more room to build
Strong climb made more for wounds to heal
I can see the sun, must've been to be the one
Set to run, same baby moms, new seed to come
Breathin' lungs, through the see the thumb
So regardless, male or female, either one
G's and branched out, coped the ranch house
In Martin? needed some space to plot my plans out
Speak of life, still rock low, plus the sneaker
Be for ?kites? pushin' a stick you breeze through life
See through sites, gun shots, to run spots
Slung rocks, nearly got off of one block
Saw the light, a case, couldn't afford 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

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

Tradin' wanna piece 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?, devils in war
Need more currency, streets observin' me
defree, tryin' to see billions before they murder me
Thoroughly thoughts react, let the mack accross tracks
me in Haiti, ridin' horse back
Seek religion, study life, to see the vision
Weeks in prison'll help a man peep his livin'
Reach decisions, analyze, scope the game, wit hopes to
the stress overdose the brain, most remain
Shockwaves, I rock stage through the Haze
Under Trees, puffin' lye for days, liver ways
chillin', old villan, known for buildin'
Sittin' back, controlin'
What's right or wrong? days, nights is long
ya cipher strong, in case, it might be on

CHORUS:
Tradin' places wanna of the pie
Good guy, bad guy, we gotta die
It's all a game, some'll the Hall 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 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, from bein' invaded by enemy
me, had a cold heart since infancy
Below freezin', used to flip for no
Now beyond that, learned to relax, master breathin', blowin'

Spendin' so redundant
I'm it, most large niggas over 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, open the
It's all stress, placed on the broke and
So the game, some'll make the Hall Of Fame
While others'll die in vain tryin' to for a name

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

Tradin' places wanna of the pie
Good guy, bad guy, we gotta die
It's all a game, some'll make the Of Fame
While others'll die in tryin' to front for a name