Luyện nghe bài hát Magic

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

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

Could you that ho, could you blame that bitch?
Cause she wanna roll with a real nigga like me that's gon' slang dick
Like to a fiend, fuck throat on the lean
Take low on the Perc, now that ho on a
Still over these hoes
Got YSL on my
And blood on my sneakers
Nigga, you on me, she chose
And I ain't fuck girl she rode
My she drove
Did everything she 'posed to
I pulled my camera out and she
And I was like, got
Drop that, pop
Got the top back on the drop back, I'm
And the Glock at the crotch 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, 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, Copperfield
David Copperfield, Copperfield

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

Poof! Nigga fuck life
Fuck your niggas and fuck your (Fuck 'em!)
Got two bad bitches a nigga
And you know they gon' fuck all (Right)
And I rock white
Nigga game pride
I'll pull up on whores and I'm sitting on fours, in a big boy
Call big boy shots, all stones in my big boy watch
All year long, got the strip on
Everytime we in bitch, man, shit gon' pop
My hip on Glock, hip on nothing
My niggas got racks, y'all be fronting
Red Cartier, redbone
Red bottoms on her, hair long as (Hold up)
Yellow gold Ro', bone ho
And bottles of Spades, nigga
clique self made, nigga

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

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