Luyện nghe bài hát Black Magic

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

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

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

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

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

Poof! fuck your life
Fuck niggas and fuck your wife (Fuck 'em!)
Got two bad bitches with a
And you know they gon' fuck all (Right)
And I hard white
rich game pride
I'll pull up on 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 on lock
Everytime we in this bitch, man, shit pop
My hip on Glock, your hip on
My got racks, y'all niggas be fronting
Red Cartier, bitch
Red bottoms on her, hair as shit (Hold up)
Yellow gold Ro', bone ho
And bottles of Spades, nigga
Whole self made, nigga

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

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