Luyện nghe bài hát Magic (Remix)

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

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

Could you knock that ho, could you that bitch?
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 that ho on a
Still money over these
Got YSL on my
And drip on my sneakers
Nigga, you hating on me, she
And I ain't fuck your she rode
My she drove
Did everything she 'posed to
I pulled my out and she posed
And I was like, got
Drop that, pop
Got the top back on the drop back, I'm
And the Glock at the crotch at, I'm strapped
All the rocks at where the watch at, stop
Could you cop that? Not
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 hundred mil, Copperfield
Copperfield, David Copperfield

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

Poof! fuck your life
Fuck your niggas and fuck your (Fuck 'em!)
Got two bad with a nigga
And you know gon' fuck all night (Right)
And I hard white
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 stones in my big boy
All long, got the strip 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, redbone
Red bottoms on her, long as shit (Hold up)
Yellow gold Ro', bone ho
And bottles of Spades, nigga
clique self made, nigga

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

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