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, some'll make the Hall Of
While others'll die in vain tryin' to front for a

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'?)
While others'll die in vain to front for a name

AZ {Verse
Dreams fulfilled, gave us room to build
Strong climb made time 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 sonogram see the
So regardless, male or female, either one
G's and tons branched out, coped the house
In ?Grand Martin? needed space to plot my plans out
Speak of life, still low, plus the sneaker type
Be for ?kites? pushin' a stick make you breeze life
See through sites, gun shots, to run spots
Slung rocks, nearly got rich off of one
Saw the light, caught a case, couldn't to fight
white, had to cop out or face more than life
Poison bites, my brain, flyin' flames
to change, trapped between worlds kinda strange

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

Tradin' places wanna 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 tryin' to for a name

AZ Two}
Yo it's either or, used to by ?Lee Rahol?
G's galore, ?Cristen D or?, devils in war
Need some currency, streets observin' me
defree, tryin' to see billions before they murder me
Thoroughly react, let the ?Porsche? mack accross tracks
Catch me in Haiti, ridin' horse
Seek religion, life, tryin' to see the vision
Weeks in help a wise 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 Trees, puffin' lye for days, liver ways
Cold chillin', old villan, known for
Sittin' back, controlin'
What's right or wrong? Shorter days, nights is
Keep ya strong, in case, it might be on

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

AZ Three}
So the remedy, from bein' invaded by your enemy
me, had a cold heart since infancy
Below freezin', to flip for no reason
Now that, learned to relax, master slow breathin', blowin'

Spendin' so redundant
I'm from it, large niggas over and done wit
No one to run wit, just a few the Old School
cruise, lain' back soakin' the blues
Scopin' the views, never once, the news
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:
Tradin' places piece of the pie
Good guy, bad guy, we gotta die
It's all a game, some'll the Hall Of Fame
While others'll die in vain tryin' to front for a

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