Luyện nghe bài hát A Toast To The Good Life

A toast to Mr.
And zippin open Louis duffle of lootchie
Braggin loosely 'bout hoochies
No logo's on the but the tags say Gucci (nice)
And everybody your glasses
The beautiful tits, and amazing
Bring cutters and the trace of ashes
To burials, hideaways, and staches
to DEA's gettin slick
They used bad tape, the charges stick
The lawyers, Ebanks,
Life's a bitch and I probably had her
Here's to no
And playing dumb like "I dunno what is"
Unforgetful that's why I keep my shit
Along with systems and pitbulls
food, still need seasoning
Gangsta POV, that's how we things
It's talked with good reasoning
Over steaks and sweet measlings

Beef is just a
Put stacks on the boy like his name
All the and the killings
Sympathy for bad guys, rooting for the
I put my up, loot is in the ceiling
And two baby .9's that look cuter some children
Cheers, blood and tears
No for emotions and fears
It's the way, nothing to say
I make the call, we can go to war
This is Way
Follow me Loso's way