Luyện nghe bài hát A Toast To The Good Life

A to Mr. Tagalucci
And zippin open Louis duffle bags of
Braggin loosely 'bout hoochies
No logo's on the clothes but the tags say (nice)
And everybody your glasses
The beautiful tits, and asses
Bring cutters and the trace of ashes
To money burials, hideaways, and
to DEA's gettin slick
They used bad tape, the didn't stick
The lawyers, Ebanks,
Life's a bitch and I probably had her
to no witnesses
And playing dumb like "I dunno this is"
that's why I keep my shit full
Along alarm systems and pitbulls
food, still need seasoning
Gangsta POV, that's how we things
talked about with good reasoning
Over good steaks and measlings

Beef is a entre
Put stacks on the boy his name Andre
All the shootouts and the
Sympathy for bad guys, rooting for the
I put my money up, loot is in the
And two baby .9's look cuter than some children
Cheers, sweat and tears
No room for and fears
the way, nothing more to say
I the call, we can go to war today
is Loso's Way
Follow me into way