Luyện nghe bài hát Magic

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, David
David Copperfield, Copperfield

Could you knock that ho, could you blame that
Cause she wanna roll with a nigga like me that's gon' slang that dick
Like coke to a fiend, throat on the lean
low on the Perc, now that ho on a bean
Still money over these
Got YSL on my
And blood on my sneakers
Nigga, you hating on me, she
And I fuck your girl she rode
My she drove
Did everything that she to
I pulled my 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 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 'bout that, 'bout that 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 hundred mil, Copperfield
David Copperfield, David

Poof! fuck your life
Fuck niggas and fuck your wife (Fuck 'em!)
Got two bad with a nigga
And you they gon' fuck all night (Right)
And I hard white
rich game pride
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 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, y'all niggas be
Red Cartier, bitch
Red bottoms on her, long as shit (Hold up)
Yellow Ro', yellow bone ho
And yellow bottles of Spades,
Whole self made, nigga

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

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