Luyện nghe bài hát TRADING PLACES / MANASIA (INTERLUDE)

Yeah, up

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 front for a

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

Dreams fulfilled, us more 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 tons branched out, coped the house
To plan Martin, needed space to plot my plans out

Speak of life, still rock low, plus the sneaker
Be for kites pushin' a stick make you through life
See through sites, gun shots, used to run
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 than life
Poison bites, my brain, flyin' flames
to change, trapped between worlds kinda strange

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

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 for a name

Yo, it's either or, used to by girl, Lee
G's galore, Christian Dior, believe in war
Need some currency, streets observin' me
Third degree, tryin' to see billions they murder me

thoughts react, let the Porsche mack
Across tracks catch me in Haiti, ridin' back
Seek religion, life, tryin' to see the vision
Weeks in prison I'll help a wise man peep his

decisions, analyze, scope the game,
With to change before the stress overdose the brain
remain shock waves, I rock stage through 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

Tradin' 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 front for a

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

So what's the remedy, from bein' invaded by enemy
me, had a cold heart since infancy
Below freezin', to flip for no reason
Now beyond that, to relax, master slow breathin'

Blowin' hundreds, spendin' paper's so
I'm from it, most large niggas over and with
No one to run with, just a few from the old
cruise, lain' back soakin' the blues

Scopin' the views, once, open the news
It's all stress, on the broke and confused
So know the game, some'll make the Hall Of
While others'll die in vain to front for a name

places 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

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