Luyện nghe bài hát TRADING PLACES / MANASIA (INTERLUDE)

Yeah, up

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

places wanna 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

Dreams fulfilled, us more room to build
climb made more time for wounds to heal
I can see the sun, been blessed to be the one
Set free to run, same 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 some space to plot my out

Speak of life, still low, plus the sneaker type
Be for kites pushin' a stick make you through life
See through sites, gun shots, used to run
Slung rocks, got rich off of one block

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' high
Tryin' to change, trapped between worlds kinda

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

Yo, either or, used to by girl, Lee Rahol
G's galore, Christian Dior, devils in war
Need more 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
religion, study life, tryin' to see the vision
Weeks in I'll help a wise man peep his livin'

Reach decisions, analyze, the game,
With hopes to change the stress overdose the brain
Most remain shock waves, I stage through the Tropic Haze
Under Trees, puffin' lye for days

Liver ways, cold chillin', old villan, known for
Sittin' back, controlin'
What's or wrong? Shorter days, nights is long
Keep ya strong, in case, it might be on

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 tryin' to front for a name

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

So what's the remedy, from bein' by your enemy
Envy me, had a cold heart infancy
Below freezin', used to flip for no
Now beyond that, learned to relax, master breathin'

Blowin' hundreds, paper's so redundant
I'm from it, most large niggas over and done
No one to run with, a few from 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 know the game, some'll the Hall Of Fame
While others'll die in vain tryin' to for a name

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