Luyện nghe bài hát Magic (Remix)

Poof! go the car
Poof! There go the
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 that
Cause she wanna roll with a real nigga like me that's gon' that dick
coke to a fiend, fuck throat on the lean
Take low on the Perc, now ho on a bean
Still money over these
Got YSL on my
And blood drip on my
Nigga, you on me, she chose
And I ain't your girl she rode
My stick-shift she
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 where the crotch at, I'm
All the rocks at the watch at, stop that
you cop that? Not that
I'm send 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! go the crib
Poof! A mil, David Copperfield
Copperfield, David Copperfield

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

Poof! Nigga fuck life
Fuck your niggas and fuck your (Fuck 'em!)
Got two bad bitches with a
And you know they fuck 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 clear 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 niggas got racks, y'all be fronting
Red Cartier, redbone
Red bottoms on her, hair long as (Hold up)
Yellow Ro', yellow bone ho
And bottles of Spades, nigga
Whole self made, nigga

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

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