Luyện nghe bài hát Magic

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

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

Could you knock that ho, could you blame that
Cause she wanna roll a real nigga like me that's gon' slang that dick
coke to a fiend, fuck throat on the lean
Take low on the Perc, now that ho on a
Still money over 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 stick-shift she
Did everything she 'posed 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 crotch at, I'm
All the rocks at where the watch at, stop
Could you cop that? Not
I'm light send the mob at, sack I'm catching on contact
Got racks, y'all niggas ain't 'bout that, that life!

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 hundred mil, David
Copperfield, David Copperfield

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

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

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