Luyện nghe bài hát Alina

This one is going out to all our peeps out
Who brought us to the next level, to da 4lyn
And had our for mad years.
Now it's time for us to take it and pay dues
And pay to all our families, friends and fans

You saw me tripping on the mic everyday, see where I am
Got a heavy out now, pow
It's been a long time, like Rakim way back.
And I met a lot of
Some of them cool and some were whack

Paper idiots, I saw 'em slime
And rootless wannabe's, I saw 'em, try to
I met people no backbone, try to dig in ma pocket
And I met people, no what they knew how to rock it

I dedicate this track to all the people who me love
To mom, Peter Z and God up
Nasty, and P dog for holding it down
Brampton city, old school by tha pound

And John, I wish ya ass be here
'Cause without you, there's nothing the out here
People like you make life worth living and I love you for that
For looking after me and ma back, peace

And for my peeps I truly
'Cause without some of them I be here
Be
And they all know how I

To ma mentor, teacher and my idol, ma Guido
I hope you got from suicide
Found a better crib? I hope ya ass is well
is hard these days, yo, it ain't hard to tell

Mr Chips and and ma bro harmful
A and B and a dream came true for 4lyn
Kane, Dee and mean?
you guys I'm nothing in this musical dream

Carolyn and ma girl Knox for staying true to the game
And suckers out da box
My sikk Greenspan in full effect
Rock and DMK, to me you guys are all of dat

Sir Mad, comes trouble indeed
The dealers in H, C I T Y for selling mad weed
Thanks a fucking lot for being there I needed you da most
Brazko, 4lyn and I'm ghost

And for my peeps I care
'Cause without some of them I wouldn't be
Be
And they all know how I

Now I take it way back, bust sum shots, to1
Salute to all ya
Who've been down with the lizzy n squizzad
Check out

To all our families for behind us
For all ya love, time and all of ya trust, on
Miss Wicked, Dominic, La
For you know how we feel

Ali, Sir Kellner, Olb, Thorsten and King
For letting us do we want in our own swing
To Bartek, Boone and and Mer le
Deep down in our hearts, what else can I

Yo, my G town
I feel ya, my love and from Brownstown, Samira
All the clubs played in and bands we played with
Max and Dartman, the whole blue noise

And to Millie and Thomas
It's only and roll and we know that you like it