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 steal
tags on makin' the world feel some
They have 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 for my young gunners
Rick Pitino, I take 'em to strip and casinos
Stack of get all you niggas scratched like Preemo
Worms, I just up a can of those
My mother had a flower shop, but I was rose
Two girls that I rope Indiana Jones
I make them walk together like I'm Amber Rose
Yeah, that, I got to up the ante
girls sweeter than pieces of candy
Had me all in Nipsey and go link up with Sammy
Type of hood where bandanas make niggas a
on a swivel, I could shoot but I could never dribble
Life too short, I gotta get it 'fore they blow the
My uncle tryna change my energy with stones and
But it's gon' take more that for me to control my issues
I wasn't for no casket or no prison cell
title doin' numbers like I'm Miss Adele
Sandra knows I pulled us out of a hell
I'm the chosen one, flowers pick themselves

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

want a classic, that's just ten of these
Crime family like the
You don't drama, capisce?
My house is full of supermodels just like Mohamed
I this shit too serious, you niggas my comic relief
I find it funny how I keep on and commas increase
I'm at the top of where you niggas are climbin' to reach
I even got my own initials inscribed on my sheets
reminders are key, jeez!
Spoiler alert: the second act is
And that wants the worst for me's askin' what happened
Backstabbed so many I started walkin' backwards
Like Charlemagne, I see the light and see the patches
Bury me and I'll be born
I walk in godly form amongst the men
I got some demons across the border fence
And made a of the mistakes we can't afford again
Like I said, can of worms and I'm the early
Niggas want to hang but I'm too busy doin' work
Hit 'em back and say link up on the 33rd
When I say that cursin' me it ain't dirty words
of Pentecost, Holy Spirit synagogue
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 these 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