Luyện nghe bài hát Black Magic

My flow is so stupid, these niggas fathom it
Black card, magic, yeah I'm living lavish bitch
Still going in like ya on prom night
I'm number one bitch and I don't to share the limelight
I'm a eastside native, and I stay
And my is so exquisite, it can't help but captivate 'em
Ball so hard, got that automatic flow
I a yellow-bone, but I ain't lookin' in her eyes
'Cause I'm searching for that
I'm the best in the game, just my credentials
A true rap God because I come equipped all the essentials
magic shit, I can make you disappear
I might get it on my face but I will not shed a tear
Let me stop playing and it into high gear
I'm in my own restricted space, and no you fly here
My on a milli, but it cannot be bought
I am better than the best, what the fuck you pussy niggas
Two hundred thou on the and yes, I expect a reaction
Spit rhymes so eloquent you guaranteed
I be switching up my flows a nigga doing backstrokes
On my BM shit, got a nigga blowing black
And I was like,
Pop that, that, got the top back
On the drop back, I'm
And the at where the crotch at
You whack, where the at
Hold up, stop that, that
You got that, got that, I got
Got racks, big
Ya'll ain't bout that, 'bout that life
'Cause I'm gone up off Kryptonite