I wanna toast, on of y'all 'Cause the more we get, the we takin' From people, baby
Here's a to all the dons, dope fiends and hoes Long cons, diamond rings and the kings blow To all the killas and the hustlas, seem, some low the deal daddy, it's all good, get that dough
'Cause a y'all, I praise clothes, jewels and dues, been schooled but can't 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 and the one's with the chains I'm numb to the pain, it's realness runs through the vein Becomin' sane, so many throwin' in the game
So let us toast to the in memory of All the jams we remember we We remember we thugs, and Bloods Latin Kings, Five Per centers, thieves and pimps
Whatever makes the go 'round, we down And we'll react as world go 'round, we lounge So raise your cups to the real dogs raised the pups And all the chicks finally at that age to fuck
The razor cuts, gun wounds laid us up From the beef and all the street sweaps that us rough some suck, some wasn't made to trust Still I toast to the coast, the stage is us
Throw it up for the niggas, could, hold it up Fold it up, if it's fast money, it up The streets need it, it's gangsta the beats get pleaded Sleep, eat and breath it, the life, love it or leave it
To the playas and the hustlas, pimps and Rich niggas sittin' on with ice in their rings To the bitches and the real hoes, 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 and the real hoes, let's raise a toast love, who could take paper the most
So from the streets where the hustlin' us to life the beef and all the scufflin' that thought us to fight The bikes, police 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 live know they broke Cookin' bag they own and know they coke
Roll they smoke, the underworld that know they It's the when you catch strikes and hold no notes Nothin' to lose for that's all out for game in school, show us all out in vein
First chips niggas, get, out comes the That's it, soon his name be, out the the life, it's like dice, some win, some lose We pay the price but it's the life the real ones choose
To the playas and the hustlas, and kings Rich niggas sittin' on 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, pimps and Rich niggas on mils with ice in their rings To the bitches and the real hoes, raise a toast Show love, who could take paper the
To the playas and the hustlas, pimps and Rich niggas sittin' on mils with ice in rings To the bitches and the real hoes, raise a toast Show love, who could take the most
To the playas and the hustlas, and kings Rich niggas sittin' on mils with ice in rings To the bitches and the real hoes, let's raise a Show love, who could take the most
To the playas and the hustlas, and kings 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
To the playas and the hustlas, pimps and niggas sittin' on mils with ice in their rings To the and the real hoes, let's raise a toast Show love, who could paper the most