Luyện nghe bài hát Magic (Remix)

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

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

Could you knock that ho, could you blame that
she wanna roll with a real nigga like me that's gon' slang that dick
Like coke to a fiend, fuck on the lean
low on the Perc, now that ho on a bean
Still money these hoes
Got YSL on my
And blood on my sneakers
Nigga, you hating on me, she
And I ain't fuck girl she rode
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 drop back, I'm
And the Glock at where the crotch at, I'm
All the rocks at where the watch at, that
you cop that? Not that
I'm light send the mob at, dime sack I'm catching on
Got racks, y'all niggas 'bout 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! go the crib
Poof! A mil, David Copperfield
David Copperfield, David

Poof! fuck your life
Fuck your niggas and fuck your (Fuck 'em!)
Got two bad bitches a nigga
And you know gon' fuck all night (Right)
And I rock hard
Nigga game pride
I'll pull up on whores and I'm sitting on fours, in a big boy
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, hip on nothing
My got racks, y'all niggas be fronting
Red Cartier, bitch
Red on her, hair long as shit (Hold up)
gold Ro', yellow bone ho
And bottles of Spades, nigga
Whole self made, nigga

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

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