Let Us Toast
AZ Lyrics


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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 theย ??? jams we remember we love
We remember we thugs,ย ???, 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 f**k
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

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of AZ's "Let Us Toast" convey a sentiment of celebration and appreciation towards the gritty street life that the rapper has experienced. AZ addresses various personas in the song, from dons, dope fiends, and hoes to Crips, Bloods, Latin Kings, and Five Percenters. He praises those who have overcome the struggles of the life on the streets and have succeeded, and toasts to those who have fallen or couldn't make it through. AZ mentions "cains," "gun wounds," "beef," and "police gun wars in the night," alluding to the violence that is prevalent in the world he grew up in.


The lyrics are a reflection of AZ's upbringing in East New York, Brooklyn, and his journey into the rap game. Being a protege of Nas and a member of The Firm, AZ is recognised as one of the most talented lyricists from the East Coast. The song's beat was produced by L.E.S, and apart from the chorus, there are no other lyrics repeated in the track. The song's structure and AZ's storytelling abilities make the song unique and engaging, leading to it becoming a favourite among hip-hop enthusiasts.


In summary, the lyrics of "Let Us Toast" are a celebration of the street life and its characteristics such as resilience, struggle, and triumph. The song also acknowledges the difficulties and hardships that come with that existence. The song is a tribute to the people who have been a part of this life and serves as an insight into the world that AZ came from.


Line by Line Meaning

I wanna toast, on behalf of y'all
I want to make a celebratory toast on behalf of all of you.


'Cause the more we get, the more we takin from other people baby
As we accumulate more wealth and possessions, we are ultimately taking them away from others.


Here's a toast to all the dons, dope fiends and hoes
Let's raise a toast to all the powerful figures, drug addicts, and prostitutes in our community.


Long cons, diamond rings and the kings that blow
We also celebrate the art of long con schemes, flashy diamond jewelry, and the drug lords that show off their wealth.


To all the killas and the hustlas, some seem some low
We also acknowledge the street-savvy assassins and hard-working hustlers, some with higher status than others.


What the deal daddy, it's all good, get that dough
No need to worry, my friend, focus on making money.


'Cause a y'all, I praise clothes, jewels and cars
All of us here idolize fancy clothing, expensive jewelry, and luxurious cars.


Paid dues, been schooled but can't remove the scars
We have all put in the effort and learned valuable lessons, but some wounds and memories cannot be erased.


Boxed in, it's my life now, part of the game
We may feel trapped with limited options, but this lifestyle is what we have accepted as part of our reality.


On the streets with the hustlas who hustle the same
We surround ourselves with other hustlers who live the same lifestyle as us.


Some of vein, let's toast to all the guns and the gangs
We acknowledge and raise a toast to those who are involved in violent gangs and those who own guns.


All the wheelchair victims and the one's with the cains
We also recognize those who are confined to a wheelchair and those who need a cane to walk.


I'm numb to the pain, it's realness that runs through the vein
I have become desensitized to the pain around me, and the harsh reality of this lifestyle is something that runs deep in my veins.


Becomin sane, so many throwin slumb in the game
Trying to maintain a sense of sanity, despite many people who have given up and become trapped in this lifestyle.


So let us toast to the ones in memory of
A toast to those who are no longer with us, but remain in our memories.


All theย ??? jams we remember we love
We also celebrate the music that we loved in the past, but may not be as relevant in our current lives.


We remember we thugs,ย ???, Crips and Bloods
We remember our past lives as criminals, and our association with gang groups like theย ???, Crips and Bloods.


Latin Kings, Five Percenters, thieves and pimps because
Other groups like the Latin Kings, Five Percenters, and those involved in theft and prostitution are also part of our community.


Whatever makes the world go 'round, we down
We are willing to do whatever it takes to succeed in this world.


And we'll react as this world go 'round, we lounge
We will respond accordingly as situations arise, and when we are not working, we are relaxed and at ease.


So raise your cups to the real dogs that raised the pups
Let's make a toast to the experienced veterans who have mentored and guided us into this lifestyle.


And all the young chicks finally at that age to f**k
We also raise a toast to the young women who are now of age to participate in sexual activities.


The razor cuts, gun wounds that laid us up
We recognize the painful razor cuts and gunshot wounds that have injured us.


From the beef and all the streetsweaps that made us rough
And we acknowledge the conflicts and street fights that have toughened us up.


Made some suck, some wasn't made to trust
Some of us have failed and fallen short, while others are not trustworthy.


So I toast to the east coast, the stage is us
Let's make a final toast to the East Coast, and acknowledge that this is our platform to succeed.


Throw it up for the niggas that could, hold it up
A shoutout to the people who can handle and manage their wealth.


Fold it up, if it's fast money, slow it up
But, if you are making money too quickly, you should slow down and take care.


The streets need it, it's gangsta when the beats get pleaded
This lifestyle depends on making money, which is a sign of toughness and respect.


Sleep, eat and breath it, it's the life, love it or leave it
This lifestyle encompasses our very existence, and we either fully embrace and love it or leave it and find a different path.


(Chorus) 2x
Repeating chorus:


To the playas and the hustlas, pimps and kings
A toast to the players, hustlers, pimps, and kings in our community.


Rich niggas sittin on mils with ice in their rings
We also acknowledge the wealthy individuals who flaunt their money with iced-out rings.


To the bitches and the real hoes, let's raise a toast
We make a final toast to the women who participate in prostitution and those who are genuinely real.


Show love, who could take paper the most
In the end, we appreciate those who are most successful in making money.


So from the streets where the hustlin brought us to life
We recognize that this lifestyle is what has led us to where we are now.


From the beef and all the scufflin that tought us to fight
The conflicts and battles we have faced have taught us to defend ourselves.


The poisinous bikes, police gun wars in the night
With the heightened dangers of this lifestyle, it feels like we are riding dangerously on bikes, and facing gun wars with the police in the dark of night.


The whores in the night, fiends up four in the night
And there are prostitutes working in the night, while drug addicts are looking for their next fix.


Gave us new style, but some just became too foul
This lifestyle has given us a new identity, but some of us have become too corrupt and downright evil.


Now it's two-thou', year two-thou'
In the year 2000, we still embrace this lifestyle.


So I toast to the live that know they broke
Let's make a toast to those who are aware they are impoverished and struggling.


Cookin bag they own work and know they coke
But despite this, they are still able to make a living by cooking and selling their own drugs.


Roll they smoke, the underworld that know they loc
They also know how to roll a joint, and fully understand the dangerous underworld of this lifestyle.


It's the life when you catch strikes and hold no notes
This is what life is like when you take the risks of criminal activity and cannot cover your tracks.


Nothin to lose for some that's all out for game
For those who are fully invested in this lifestyle, they have nothing to lose.


Fued in school, show us all out in vein
The fights and disputes we had in school were ultimately for nothing.


First chips niggas get, out comes the chain
Once we make our first few dollars, we immediately feel the need to show it off with a flashy chain.


That's it, soon his name be, out the game
And that's all it takes for someone to be quickly forgotten and kicked out of the lifestyle.


It's the life, it's like dice, some win, some lose
This lifestyle is like rolling dice - sometimes you come out on top, sometimes you lose everything.


We pay the price but it's the life that the real ones choose
We may have to pay a high price for this lifestyle, but for those who are truly invested in it, it's the only choice they have.




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