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 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 time, like Rakim said way back.
And I met a lot of
Some of them were cool and some 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 matter they knew how to rock it

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

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

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

To ma mentor, and my idol, ma cousin Guido
I you got away from suicide
Found a better crib? I hope ya ass is 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 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
Thanks a fucking lot for there when I needed you da most
Ronnie Brazko, and I'm ghost

And for my peeps I care
'Cause without some of them I wouldn't be
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 fizzour n squizzad
this out

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

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

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

And to and Thomas Cornerbreak
It's only rock and and we know that you like it