Luyện nghe bài hát Alina

This one is out to all our peeps out there
Who brought us to the level, to da 4lyn level
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 on the mic everyday, see where I am now?
Got a heavy out now, pow
It's been a long time, Rakim said way back.
And I met a lot of
Some of them were cool and some were

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

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

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

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

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

Mr and Coke and ma bro harmful
A and B represented and a dream true for 4lyn
Kane, Dee and mean?
Without you guys I'm nothing in musical dream

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

Sir Mad, here comes trouble
The dealers in double H, C I T Y for mad weed
Thanks a fucking lot for there when I needed you da most
Ronnie Brazko, and I'm ghost

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

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

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

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

Yo, my G homies
I feel ya, my and inspiration from Brownstown, Samira
All the clubs we've played in and we played with
Max and Dartman, the whole blue department

And to Millie and Cornerbreak
only rock and roll and we know that you like it