Luyện nghe bài hát Magic (Remix)

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
David Copperfield, Copperfield

Could you knock that ho, could you blame bitch?
she wanna roll with a real nigga like me that's gon' slang that 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 drip on my sneakers
Nigga, you on me, she chose
And I ain't fuck your she rode
My stick-shift she
Did everything she 'posed to
I my camera out and she posed
And I was like, got
Drop that, pop
Got the top on the drop back, I'm back
And the Glock at the crotch at, I'm strapped
All the at where the watch at, stop that
Could you cop that? Not
I'm light send the mob at, sack I'm catching on contact
Got racks, niggas ain't 'bout that, 'bout that life!

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

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

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 on fours, in a big boy drop
Call big boy shots, all clear 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, niggas be fronting
Red Cartier, bitch
Red bottoms on her, hair long as (Hold up)
Yellow gold Ro', yellow ho
And yellow bottles of Spades,
clique self made, nigga

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

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