Luyện nghe bài hát Magic

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

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

Could you knock ho, could you blame that bitch?
Cause she wanna roll with a real 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 money over hoes
Got YSL on my
And blood drip on my
Nigga, you on me, she chose
And I ain't your girl she rode
My she drove
Did everything she 'posed to
I pulled my camera out and she
And I was like, got
that, pop that
Got the top back on the back, I'm back
And the Glock at where the at, I'm strapped
All the at where the watch at, stop that
Could you cop Not that
I'm send the mob at, dime sack I'm catching on contact
Got racks, y'all niggas ain't 'bout that, that life!

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

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

Poof! Nigga fuck life
Fuck niggas and fuck your wife (Fuck 'em!)
Got two bad bitches a nigga
And you know gon' fuck all night (Right)
And I rock white
Nigga rich pride
I'll pull up on and I'm sitting on fours, in a big boy drop
Call big boy shots, all stones in my big boy watch
All year long, got the on lock
Everytime we in this bitch, man, gon' 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)
gold Ro', yellow bone ho
And yellow bottles of Spades,
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! There go the
Poof! A mil, David Copperfield
David Copperfield, David