Luyện nghe bài hát Magic (Remix)

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

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

Could you that ho, could you blame that bitch?
Cause she wanna roll with a nigga like me that's gon' slang that dick
Like coke to a fiend, fuck on the lean
Take low on the Perc, now that ho on a
Still money these hoes
Got YSL on my
And blood on my sneakers
Nigga, you hating on me, she
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
Drop that, pop
Got the top back on the back, I'm back
And the at where the crotch at, I'm strapped
All the rocks at where the watch at, stop
you cop that? Not that
I'm light the mob at, dime sack I'm catching on contact
Got racks, y'all niggas ain't 'bout that, 'bout life!

Poof! go the car
Poof! There go the
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! Nigga fuck life
Fuck niggas and fuck your wife (Fuck 'em!)
Got two bad with a nigga
And you know they gon' fuck all (Right)
And I rock white
rich game pride
I'll pull up on and I'm sitting on fours, in a big boy drop
Call big boy shots, all clear in my big boy watch
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, redbone
Red on her, hair long as shit (Hold up)
gold Ro', yellow bone ho
And yellow bottles of Spades,
clique self made, nigga

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

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