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Here's a toast to all the dons, fiends and hoes Long cons, rings and the kings that blow To all the killas and the hustlas, seem, some low What the deal daddy, all good, get that dough
a y'all, I praise clothes, jewels and cars Paid dues, been schooled but can't remove the Boxed in, my life now, part of the game On the streets with the hustlas, who hustle the
Some of vein, let's toast to all the and the gangs All the wheelchair victims and the one's the chains I'm numb to the pain, realness that runs through the vein Becomin' sane, so many throwin' in the game
So let us toast to the ones in of All the we remember we love We remember we thugs, Crips and Latin Kings, Per centers, thieves and pimps because
Whatever makes the go 'round, we down And we'll react as this go 'round, we lounge So raise your cups to the real dogs that raised the And all the young finally at that age to fuck
The razor cuts, gun that laid us up From the beef and all the street that made us rough Made some suck, some wasn't made to Still I toast to the coast, the stage is us
Throw it up for the niggas, that could, it up Fold it up, if fast money, slow it up The streets need it, it's gangsta when the get pleaded Sleep, eat and it, it's the life, love it or leave it
To the playas and the hustlas, pimps and Rich niggas on mils with ice in their rings To the and the real hoes, let's raise a toast love, who could take paper the most
To the playas and the hustlas, pimps and Rich niggas sittin' on mils ice in their rings To the bitches and the real hoes, raise a toast Show love, who could take paper the
So from the streets where the hustlin' brought us to From the beef and all the scufflin' that us to fight The poisonous bikes, gun wars in the night The whores in the night, fiends up in the night
Gave us new style, but just became too foul Now it's two-thou', year So I toast to the that know they broke bag they own work and know they coke
Roll they smoke, the underworld that they lock the life when you catch strikes and hold no notes Nothin' to lose for some that's all out for Fued in school, show us all out in
First chips niggas, get, out comes the That's it, his name be, out the game It's the life, it's dice, some win, some lose We pay the price but the life that the real ones choose
To the playas and the hustlas, and kings Rich niggas on mils with ice in their rings To the bitches and the real hoes, let's a toast Show love, who could take paper the
To the playas and the hustlas, and kings Rich niggas sittin' on mils ice in their rings To the and the real hoes, let's raise a toast Show love, who could paper the most
To the playas and the hustlas, pimps and Rich niggas on mils with ice in their rings To the and the real hoes, let's raise a toast Show love, who take paper the most
To the playas and the hustlas, and kings niggas sittin' on mils with ice in their rings To the bitches and the real hoes, raise a toast Show love, who could take the most
To the playas and the hustlas, pimps and Rich niggas sittin' on mils ice in their rings To the bitches and the hoes, let's raise a toast Show love, who could take paper the
To the playas and the hustlas, and kings Rich niggas on mils with ice in their rings To the bitches and the real hoes, let's a toast Show love, who could take paper the