Luyện nghe bài hát Magic

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

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

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

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

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

Poof! Nigga fuck your
Fuck your niggas and fuck 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 up on whores and I'm sitting on fours, in a big boy drop
Call big boy shots, all clear 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 niggas be
Red Cartier, redbone
Red bottoms on her, hair as shit (Hold up)
Yellow Ro', yellow bone ho
And yellow of Spades, nigga
clique self made, nigga

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

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