Luyện nghe bài hát Black Magic

Poof! go the car
Poof! go the crib
Poof! A hundred mil, David
David Copperfield, David

Poof! go the car
Poof! There go the
Poof! A hundred mil, Copperfield
David Copperfield, Copperfield

Could you that ho, could you blame that bitch?
Cause she wanna roll with a real like me that's gon' slang that dick
Like coke to a fiend, fuck on the lean
low on the Perc, now that ho on a bean
Still over these hoes
Got YSL on my
And blood drip on my
Nigga, you hating on me, she
And I ain't your girl she rode
My stick-shift she
Did everything that she to
I my camera out and she posed
And I was like, got
that, pop that
Got the top back on the back, I'm back
And the Glock at where the at, I'm strapped
All the rocks at where the at, stop that
Could you cop that? Not
I'm light send the mob at, sack I'm catching on contact
Got racks, y'all niggas 'bout that, 'bout that life!

Poof! go the car
Poof! There go the
Poof! A hundred mil, David
Copperfield, David Copperfield

Poof! go the car
Poof! There go the
Poof! A mil, David Copperfield
David Copperfield, David

Poof! Nigga fuck your
Fuck your niggas and fuck wife (Fuck 'em!)
Got two bad bitches a nigga
And you know they gon' fuck all (Right)
And I rock hard
Nigga rich game
pull up on whores and I'm sitting on fours, in a big boy drop
Call big boy shots, all stones in my big boy watch
All year long, got the strip on
Everytime we in this bitch, man, shit pop
My hip on Glock, your hip on
My niggas got racks, niggas be fronting
Red Cartier, redbone
Red bottoms on her, hair as shit (Hold up)
Yellow gold Ro', yellow ho
And yellow of Spades, nigga
clique self made, nigga

Poof! go the car
Poof! There go the
Poof! A hundred mil, David
David Copperfield, David

Poof! go the car
Poof! There go the
Poof! A mil, David Copperfield
David Copperfield, Copperfield