Luyện nghe bài hát A Toast To The Good Life

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

Beef is a entre
Put on the boy like his name Andre
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 cuter than some children
Cheers, sweat and tears
No room for and fears
the way, nothing more to say
I make the call, we can go to war
is Loso's Way
Follow me into way