Luyện nghe bài hát Magic (Remix)

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

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

Could you that ho, could you blame that bitch?
Cause she wanna roll a real nigga like me that's gon' slang that dick
Like to a fiend, fuck throat on the lean
low on the Perc, now that ho on a bean
Still money over these
Got YSL on my
And drip on my sneakers
Nigga, you on me, she chose
And I ain't fuck your girl she
My she drove
Did everything she 'posed to
I pulled my out and she posed
And I was like, got
that, pop that
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
Could you cop that? Not
I'm light send the mob at, dime sack I'm 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, David
David Copperfield, David

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

Poof! fuck your life
Fuck your niggas and fuck wife (Fuck 'em!)
Got two bad bitches a nigga
And you they gon' 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 strip on
Everytime we in bitch, man, shit gon' pop
My hip on Glock, your hip on
My got racks, y'all niggas be fronting
Red Cartier, bitch
Red on her, hair long as shit (Hold up)
Yellow Ro', yellow bone ho
And yellow bottles of Spades,
Whole self made, nigga

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

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