Luyện nghe bài hát Alina

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

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

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

I dedicate this track to all the people who 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 could be
'Cause without you, nothing the same out here
People like you make this life living and I love you for that
For after me and watching ma back, peace

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

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 Knox for staying to the game
And suckers out da box
My kids Greenspan in full effect
Rock and DMK, to me you guys are all of dat

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

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

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

To all our families for sticking 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 letting us do what we in our own swing
To Bartek, Boone and and Mer le
Deep down in our hearts, else can I say?

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

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