Luyện nghe bài hát A Toast To The Good Life

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

Beef is just a
Put stacks on the boy his name Andre
All the and the killings
for bad guys, rooting for the villians
I put my money up, is in the ceiling
And two baby .9's that look than some children
Cheers, sweat and tears
No room for emotions and
It's the way, nothing to say
I the call, we can go to war today
This is Way
Follow me Loso's way