Luyện nghe bài hát Alina

This one is out to all our peeps out there
Who us to the next 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, friends and

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

Paper chasing idiots, I saw 'em
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 matter what knew how to rock it

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

And John, I wish ya ass be here
'Cause without you, there's the same out here
People like you make this worth living and I love you for that
For looking after me and watching ma back,

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

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

Mr Chips and and ma bro harmful
A and B represented and a came true for 4lyn
Kane, Dee and Chinah
Without you guys I'm in this musical dream

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

Sir Mad, here 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 peeps I truly
'Cause without some of them I 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 with the lizzy n squizzad
Check out

To all our families for sticking 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, Thorsten and King
For letting us do what we in our own swing
To Bartek, and crew and Mer le
Deep down in our hearts, what else can I

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

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