Luyện nghe bài hát Alina

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

You saw me on the mic everyday, see where I am now?
Got a heavy 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 were whack

chasing idiots, I saw 'em slime
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 people who me love
To mom, Peter Z and God up
Nasty, and P dog for holding it down
city, old school roots by tha pound

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

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

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

Mr and Coke and ma bro harmful
A and B and a dream came true for 4lyn
Kane, Dee and Chinah
Without you guys I'm nothing in this dream

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

Sir Mad, here comes 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
Brazko, 4lyn and I'm ghost

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

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

To all our for sticking 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
Deep down in our hearts, what else can I

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

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