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