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 and ask who did I steal from
tags on makin' the world feel some
They don't have enough to a real one
Maverick couldn't even get the deal done
Niggas scared to come towards us, run from us
Louisville hush for my young gunners
Rick Pitino, I 'em to strip clubs and casinos
Stack of c-notes get all you niggas scratched like
Worms, I opened up a can of those
My had a flower shop, but I was Sandra's rose
Two girls that I like Indiana Jones
I make hoes walk together like I'm Amber Rose
Yeah, fuck that, I got to up the
California girls sweeter than pieces of
Had me all in Nipsey hood and go link up Sammy
Type of hood bandanas make niggas a family
Head on a swivel, I could but I could never dribble
too short, I gotta get it 'fore they blow the whistle
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' like I'm Miss Adele
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
Crime like the Genovese
You don't want drama,
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 where you niggas are climbin' to
I even got my very own initials inscribed on my
Subtle are key, jeez!
alert: the second act is tragic
And that wants the worst for me's askin' what 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 form amongst the mortal men
I got some real demons across the border
And made a note of the mistakes we can't afford
Like I said, can of worms and I'm the early
want to hang but I'm too busy doin' dirty work
Hit 'em and say we'll link up on the 33rd
When I say that they cursin' me it ain't words
Church of Pentecost, Holy synagogue
I don't know who's me but we hit it off
Sandra's rose, no they tryna' 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