Luyện nghe bài hát Magic (Remix)

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
David Copperfield, David

Could you knock that ho, could you blame that
Cause she wanna roll with a real nigga like me that's gon' slang dick
Like coke to a fiend, throat on the lean
Take low on the Perc, now ho on a bean
Still over these hoes
Got YSL on my
And blood on my sneakers
Nigga, you on me, she chose
And I ain't fuck your girl she
My she drove
Did that she 'posed to
I pulled my camera out and she
And I was like, got
that, pop that
Got the top back on the drop back, I'm
And the Glock at where the at, I'm strapped
All the rocks at where the at, stop that
Could you cop Not that
I'm light send the mob at, dime I'm catching on contact
Got racks, y'all niggas ain't that, 'bout that life!

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 hundred mil, David
David Copperfield, David

Poof! Nigga fuck life
Fuck niggas and fuck your wife (Fuck 'em!)
Got two bad with a nigga
And you know they gon' all night (Right)
And I rock hard
Nigga rich game
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 on lock
Everytime we in bitch, man, shit gon' pop
My hip on Glock, hip on nothing
My got racks, y'all niggas be fronting
Red Cartier, bitch
Red bottoms on her, long as shit (Hold up)
Yellow Ro', yellow bone ho
And bottles of Spades, nigga
Whole clique self made,

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

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