Luyện nghe bài hát Magic

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

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

Could you knock 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, throat on the lean
low on the Perc, now that ho on a bean
Still money over these
Got YSL on my
And blood drip on my
Nigga, you hating on me, she
And I ain't fuck your girl she
My she drove
Did everything that she to
I pulled my 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
you cop that? Not that
I'm send the mob at, dime sack I'm catching on contact
Got racks, y'all niggas ain't 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
Copperfield, David Copperfield

Poof! Nigga fuck life
Fuck your niggas and your wife (Fuck 'em!)
Got two bad bitches a nigga
And you they gon' fuck all night (Right)
And I hard white
Nigga rich pride
I'll up on whores and I'm sitting on fours, in a big boy drop
Call big boy shots, all clear stones in my big boy
All year long, got the strip on
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 on her, hair long as shit (Hold up)
Yellow Ro', yellow bone ho
And yellow bottles of Spades,
Whole self made, nigga

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 hundred mil, David
David Copperfield, David