Let's Toast Lyrics - Az

I wanna toast, on behalf of y'all 

'Cause the more we get, the more we takin' 

From other people, baby 

Brooklyn 

Here's a toast to all the dons, dope fiends and hoes 

Long cons, diamond rings and the kings that blow 

To all the killas and the hustlas, some seem, some low 

What the deal daddy, it's all good, get that dough 

'Cause a y'all, I praise clothes, jewels and cars 

Paid dues, been schooled but can't remove the scars 

Boxed in, it's my life now, part of the game 

On the streets with the hustlas, who hustle the same 

Some of vein, let's toast to all the guns and the gangs 

All the wheelchair victims and the one's with the chains 

I'm numb to the pain, it's realness that runs through the vein 

Becomin' sane, so many throwin' slumb in the game 

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So let us toast to the ones in memory of 

All the jams we remember we love 

We remember we thugs, Crips and Bloods 

Latin Kings, Five Per centers, thieves and pimps because 

Whatever makes the world go 'round, we down 

And we'll react as this world go 'round, we lounge 

So raise your cups to the real dogs that raised the pups 

And all the young chicks finally at that age to fuck 

The razor cuts, gun wounds that laid us up 

From the beef and all the street sweaps that made us rough 

Made some suck, some wasn't made to trust 

Still I toast to the east coast, the stage is us 

Throw it up for the niggas, that could, hold it up 

Fold it up, if it's fast money, slow it up 

The streets need it, it's gangsta when the beats get pleaded 

Sleep, eat and breath it, it's the life, love it or leave it 

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To the playas and the hustlas, pimps and kings 

Rich niggas sittin' on mils with ice in their rings 

To the bitches and the real hoes, let's raise a toast 

Show love, who could take paper the most 

To the playas and the hustlas, pimps and kings 

Rich niggas sittin' on mils with ice in their rings 

To the bitches and the real hoes, let's raise a toast 

Show love, who could take paper the most 

So from the streets where the hustlin' brought us to life 

From the beef and all the scufflin' that thought us to fight 

The poisonous bikes, police gun wars in the night 

The whores in the night, fiends up four in the night 

Gave us new style, but some just became too foul 

Now it's two-thou', year two-thou' 

So I toast to the live that know they broke 

Cookin' bag they own work and know they coke 

Roll they smoke, the underworld that know they lock 

It's the life when you catch strikes and hold no notes 

Nothin' to lose for some that's all out for game 

Fued in school, show us all out in vein 

First chips niggas, get, out comes the chain 

That's it, soon his name be, out the game 

It's the life, it's like dice, some win, some lose 

We pay the price but it's the life that the real ones choose 

To the playas and the hustlas, pimps and kings 

Rich niggas sittin' on mils with ice in their rings 

To the bitches and the real hoes, let's raise a toast 

Show love, who could take paper the most 

To the playas and the hustlas, pimps and kings 

Rich niggas sittin' on mils with ice in their rings 

To the bitches and the real hoes, let's raise a toast 

Show love, who could take paper the most 

To the playas and the hustlas, pimps and kings 

Rich niggas sittin' on mils with ice in their rings 

To the bitches and the real hoes, let's raise a toast 

Show love, who could take paper the most 

To the playas and the hustlas, pimps and kings 

Rich niggas sittin' on mils with ice in their rings 

To the bitches and the real hoes, let's raise a toast 

Show love, who could take paper the most 

To the playas and the hustlas, pimps and kings 

Rich niggas sittin' on mils with ice in their rings 

To the bitches and the real hoes, let's raise a toast 

Show love, who could take paper the most 

To the playas and the hustlas, pimps and kings 

Rich niggas sittin' on mils with ice in their rings 

To the bitches and the real hoes, let's raise a toast 

Show love, who could take paper the most