Luyện nghe bài hát Sandra's Rose

Yeah, no
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby,
Yeah, no
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, ooh

Niggas see the crib and ask who did I from
Price tags on makin' the feel some
They don't enough to satisfy a real one
Maverick Carter couldn't even get the done
Niggas to come towards us, gotta run from us
Louisville hush money for my gunners
Rick Pitino, I take 'em to strip and casinos
Stack of c-notes get all you scratched like Preemo
Worms, I opened up a can of those
My mother had a flower shop, but I was rose
Two girls that I rope like Jones
I make them walk together like I'm Amber Rose
Yeah, that, I got to up the ante
California girls sweeter than of candy
Had me all in Nipsey hood and go link up Sammy
Type of hood where bandanas make a family
Head on a swivel, I could shoot but I could dribble
Life too short, I gotta get it 'fore they the whistle
My tryna change my energy with stones and crystals
But it's gon' take more that for me to control my issues
I wasn't made for no or no prison cell
Every title doin' numbers like I'm Adele
Sandra knows I pulled us out of a hell
I'm the chosen one, flowers never pick

No more, no
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby,
No more, no
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, ooh

Niggas want a classic, that's just ten of
Crime family like the
You want drama, capisce?
My house is full of just like Mohamed Hadid
I take this shit too serious, you my comic relief
I find it how I keep on talkin' and commas increase
I'm standin' at the top of you niggas are climbin' to reach
I got my very own initials inscribed on my sheets
Subtle are key, jeez!
alert: the second act is tragic
And everyone that wants the worst for me's askin' happened
Backstabbed so many times I walkin' backwards
Charlemagne, I see the light and see the darkest patches
Bury me and I'll be again
I walk in godly form the mortal men
I got some real demons the border fence
And made a note of the mistakes we can't again
I said, can of worms and I'm the early bird
Niggas want to but I'm too busy doin' dirty work
Hit 'em back and say we'll link up on the
I say that they cursin' me it ain't dirty words
Church of Pentecost, Holy Spirit
I don't who's protectin' me but we hit it off
Sandra's rose, no wonder they pick me off
I guess you show these niggas who you really are

No more, no
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby,
No more, no
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, ooh