Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Toast

I wanna toast, on behalf of
'Cause the more we get, the we takin'
From other people,

Here's a toast to all the dons, fiends and hoes
Long cons, diamond rings and the kings that
To all the killas and the hustlas, some seem, low
What the daddy, it's all good, get that dough

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

Some of vein, 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 that runs through the
Becomin' sane, so many throwin' slumb in the

So let us toast to the ones in of
All the jams we remember we
We remember we thugs, and Bloods
Latin Kings, Five Per centers, and pimps because

makes the world go 'round, we down
And we'll react as this go 'round, we lounge
So raise your cups to the real that raised the pups
And all the young finally at that age to fuck

The razor cuts, gun wounds that us up
From the beef and all the street that made us rough
Made some suck, wasn't made to trust
Still I toast to the east coast, the is us

Throw it up for the niggas, could, hold it up
it up, if it's fast money, slow it up
The streets need it, it's gangsta the beats get pleaded
Sleep, eat and breath it, it's the life, it or leave it

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 raise a
Show love, who could take paper the

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 raise a
love, who could take paper the most

So from the streets where the hustlin' us to life
From the beef and all the scufflin' thought us to fight
The poisonous bikes, police gun wars in the
The whores in the night, fiends up four in the

Gave us new style, but some just too foul
Now it's two-thou', two-thou'
So I toast to the that know they broke
Cookin' bag they own and know they coke

they smoke, the underworld that know they lock
It's the when you catch strikes and hold no notes
to lose for some that's all out for game
Fued in school, show us all out in

First niggas, get, out comes the chain
it, soon 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 life that the real ones

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
love, who could take paper the most

To the playas and the hustlas, pimps and
Rich niggas sittin' on mils with ice in their
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 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, and kings
niggas sittin' on mils with ice in their rings
To the bitches and the hoes, let's raise a toast
Show love, who could paper the most

To the and the hustlas, pimps and kings
Rich niggas on mils with ice in their rings
To the bitches and the hoes, let's raise a toast
Show love, who could take the most

To the playas and the hustlas, and kings
Rich sittin' on mils with ice in their rings
To the bitches and the real hoes, let's a toast
love, who could take paper the most