Luyện nghe bài hát 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 hundred mil, David
David Copperfield, David

Could you knock that ho, could you that bitch?
Cause she wanna roll with a nigga 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 hoes
Got YSL on my
And drip on my sneakers
Nigga, you on me, she chose
And I ain't fuck your she rode
My she drove
Did everything she 'posed to
I my camera out and she posed
And I was like, got
that, pop that
Got the top on the drop back, I'm back
And the Glock at the crotch at, I'm strapped
All the rocks at where the at, stop that
Could you cop Not that
I'm light the mob at, dime sack I'm catching on contact
Got racks, niggas ain't 'bout that, 'bout that life!

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

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

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 white
Nigga rich 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 year long, got the on lock
Everytime we in this bitch, man, shit pop
My hip on Glock, your hip on
My niggas got racks, y'all niggas be
Red Cartier, bitch
Red bottoms on her, hair as shit (Hold up)
Yellow Ro', yellow bone ho
And yellow bottles of Spades,
Whole self made, nigga

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

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