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 even get the deal done
scared to come towards us, gotta run from us
Louisville hush money for my young
Rick Pitino, I take 'em to clubs and casinos
Stack of get all you niggas scratched like Preemo
Worms, I just opened up a can of
My mother had a flower shop, but I was Sandra's
Two girls that I rope Indiana Jones
I make hoes walk together like I'm Amber Rose
Yeah, that, I got to up the ante
California girls than pieces of candy
Had me all in Nipsey and go link up with Sammy
Type of where bandanas make niggas a family
Head on a swivel, I could but I could never dribble
Life too short, I gotta get it 'fore they blow the
My uncle tryna my energy with stones and crystals
But it's gon' more than that for me to control my issues
I made for no casket or no prison cell
Every title doin' numbers like I'm Adele
knows I pulled us out of a living hell
I'm the chosen one, flowers never themselves

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

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