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
Price tags on makin' the feel some
They have enough to satisfy a real one
Carter couldn't even get the deal done
Niggas scared to come us, gotta run from us
Louisville hush money for my young
Rick Pitino, I 'em to strip clubs and casinos
Stack of c-notes get all you niggas like Preemo
Worms, I just opened up a can of
My mother had a flower shop, but I was rose
Two girls I rope like Indiana Jones
I make them hoes walk together like I'm Rose
Yeah, fuck that, I got to up the
California sweeter than pieces of candy
Had me all in hood and go link up with Sammy
Type of hood where make niggas a family
on a swivel, I could shoot but I could never dribble
Life too short, I get it 'fore they blow the whistle
My uncle tryna change my energy stones and crystals
But it's gon' more than that for me to control my issues
I wasn't made for no casket or no prison
title doin' numbers like I'm Miss Adele
Sandra knows I pulled us out of a hell
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, just ten of these
family like the Genovese
You don't drama, capisce?
My house is full of supermodels just like Hadid
I take this shit too serious, you my comic relief
I it funny how I keep on talkin' and commas increase
I'm standin' at the top of you niggas are climbin' to reach
I even got my very own inscribed on my sheets
Subtle are key, jeez!
Spoiler the second act is tragic
And everyone 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 godly amongst 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 worms and I'm the bird
Niggas want to hang but I'm too busy doin' work
Hit 'em back and say we'll link up on the
When I say that 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 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