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

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

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

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

    (Chorus) 4x

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