Luyện nghe bài hát Let Us Toast

(talking)
I wanna toast, on behalf of
'Cause the more we get, the more we takin other people baby
Brooklyn!

Here's a toast to all the dons, dope fiends and
Long cons, diamond rings and the that blow
To all the killas and the hustlas, seem some low
What the deal daddy, it's all good, get dough
'Cause a y'all, I praise clothes, jewels and
Paid dues, been schooled but remove the scars
Boxed in, my life now, part of the game
On the streets with the hustlas who the same
Some of vein, let's to all the guns and the gangs
All the wheelchair victims and the one's with the
I'm numb to the pain, it's realness that runs through the
Becomin sane, so throwin slumb in the game
So let us toast to the in memory of
All the ??? jams we we love
We we thugs, ???, Crips and Bloods
Latin Kings, Five Percenters, and pimps because
Whatever the world go 'round, we down
And we'll as this world go 'round, we lounge
So your cups to the real dogs that raised the pups
And all the chicks finally at that age to fuck
The cuts, gun wounds that laid us up
From the beef and all the streetsweaps made us rough
Made some suck, wasn't made to trust
So I toast to the east coast, the is us
Throw it up for the niggas that could, it up
Fold it up, if it's money, slow it up
The streets it, it's gangsta when the beats get pleaded
Sleep, eat and it, it's the life, love it or leave it

(Chorus) 2x
To the and the hustlas, pimps and kings
Rich niggas on mils with ice in their rings
To the bitches and the real hoes, let's raise a
Show love, who could paper the most

So the streets where the hustlin brought us to life
From the beef and all the scufflin that tought us to
The poisinous bikes, police gun in the night
The whores in the night, fiends up in the night
Gave us new style, but just became too foul
Now two-thou', year two-thou'
So I toast to the live that know broke
Cookin bag they own work and know coke
Roll they smoke, the underworld that they loc
It's the life you catch strikes and hold no notes
Nothin to lose for some that's all out for
Fued in school, 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 that the ones choose

(Chorus) 4x