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 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 heavy out now, pow
It's been a long time, like Rakim way back.
And I met a lot of
Some of them were cool and were whack

Paper idiots, I saw 'em slime
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 what they knew 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
Brampton city, old school roots by tha

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

And for my peeps I truly
'Cause without of them 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
a better crib? I hope ya ass is getting well
Life is these days, yo, it ain't hard to tell

Mr Chips and Coke and ma bro
A and B represented and a dream came true for
Kane, Dee and mean?
Without you guys I'm nothing in this dream

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

Sir Mad, here trouble indeed
The in double H, C I T Y for selling mad weed
a fucking lot for being there when I needed you da most
Ronnie Brazko, 4lyn and I'm

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

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

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

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

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

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