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 world some
They don't have enough to a real one
Maverick Carter couldn't even get the done
scared to come towards us, gotta run from us
Louisville hush money for my gunners
Rick Pitino, I 'em to strip clubs and casinos
Stack of get all you niggas scratched like Preemo
Worms, I opened up a can of those
My mother had a shop, but I was Sandra's rose
Two girls that I rope like Indiana
I them hoes walk together like I'm Amber Rose
Yeah, fuck that, I got to up the
California sweeter than pieces of candy
Had me all in Nipsey hood and go up with Sammy
Type of hood where make niggas a family
Head on a swivel, I shoot but I could never dribble
Life too short, I gotta get it 'fore they blow the
My uncle tryna change my with stones and crystals
But it's gon' take more that for me to control my issues
I wasn't for no casket or no prison cell
Every title doin' numbers like I'm Miss
Sandra knows I pulled us out of a living
I'm the chosen one, never pick themselves

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
family like the Genovese
You want drama, capisce?
My house is full of supermodels just Mohamed Hadid
I take shit too serious, you niggas my comic relief
I it funny how I keep on talkin' and commas increase
I'm at the top of where you niggas are climbin' to reach
I even got my very own initials on my sheets
Subtle are key, jeez!
Spoiler alert: the second act is
And everyone that wants the worst for me's askin' happened
Backstabbed so many times I started backwards
Charlemagne, I see the light and see the darkest patches
Bury me and be born again
I walk in godly form the mortal men
I got some demons across the border fence
And made a note of the mistakes we can't afford
Like I said, can of and I'm the early bird
want to hang but I'm too busy doin' dirty work
Hit 'em back and say we'll link up on the
When I say that they cursin' me it ain't dirty
of Pentecost, Holy Spirit synagogue
I don't know protectin' me but we hit it off
Sandra's rose, no wonder they tryna' 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