Luyện nghe bài hát Alina

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

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

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

I dedicate track to all the people who gave me love
To mom, Z and God up above
Nasty, naughty and P dog for it down
city, old school roots by tha pound

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

And for my peeps I truly
'Cause without some of I wouldn't be here
Be
And they all how I feel

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

Mr Chips and and ma bro harmful
A and B represented and a dream came for 4lyn
Kane, Dee and Chinah
Without you guys I'm nothing in musical dream

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

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

And for my I truly care
'Cause some of them I wouldn't be here
Be
And all know how I feel

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

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

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

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

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