Luyện nghe bài hát Let Us Toast

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

Here's a toast to all the dons, fiends and hoes
Long cons, diamond rings and the kings blow
To all the killas and the hustlas, some seem low
What the daddy, it's all good, get that dough
a y'all, I praise clothes, jewels and cars
Paid dues, been schooled but can't remove the
in, it's my life now, part of the game
On the with the hustlas who hustle the same
Some of vein, toast to all the guns and the gangs
All the wheelchair victims and the one's the cains
I'm numb to the pain, it's that runs through the vein
Becomin sane, so many throwin slumb in the
So let us toast to the in memory of
All the ??? we remember we love
We remember we thugs, ???, and Bloods
Kings, Five Percenters, thieves and pimps because
Whatever makes the 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 finally at that age to fuck
The razor cuts, gun that laid us up
From the beef and all the that made us rough
Made some suck, some wasn't to trust
So I toast to the east coast, the is us
it up for the niggas that could, hold it up
Fold it up, if it's fast money, 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

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

So the streets where the hustlin brought us to life
the beef and all the scufflin that tought us to fight
The poisinous bikes, gun wars in the night
The whores in the night, fiends up four in the
Gave us new style, but some just became too
Now it's two-thou', year
So I toast to the that know they broke
Cookin bag they own and know they coke
Roll they smoke, the underworld that know loc
It's the life when you catch strikes and hold no
to lose for some that's all out for game
Fued in school, us all out in vein
First chips get, out comes the chain
it, soon his name be, out the game
It's the life, like dice, some win, some lose
We pay the price but it's the life that the ones choose

(Chorus) 4x