Luyện nghe bài hát A Toast To The Good Life

A to Mr. Tagalucci
And zippin open duffle bags of lootchie
Braggin 'bout baggin hoochies
No logo's on the clothes but the say Gucci (nice)
And everybody your glasses
The beautiful tits, and asses
Bring cigar and the trace of ashes
To money burials, hideaways, and
Thanks to DEA's slick
They used bad tape, the charges didn't
The lawyers, Ebanks,
Life's a bitch and I probably had her
Here's to no
And dumb like "I dunno what this is"
Unforgetful why I keep my shit full
Along alarm systems and pitbulls
Good food, need seasoning
POV, that's how we sees things
It's talked with good reasoning
Over good and sweet measlings

Beef is just a
Put stacks on the boy like his name
All the shootouts and the
for bad guys, rooting for the villians
I put my up, loot is in the ceiling
And two baby .9's look cuter than some children
Cheers, blood sweat and
No room for emotions and
It's the way, more to say
I the call, we can go to war today
This is Way
me into Loso's way