Luyện nghe bài hát Sandra's Rose (Alternate Version)

Yeah, no more, no
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby,
Yeah, no more, 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 feel
They don't enough to satisfy a real one
Maverick Carter couldn't even get the done
Niggas scared to come towards us, gotta run us
hush money for my young gunners
Rick Pitino, I take 'em to strip clubs and
of c-notes get all you niggas scratched like Preemo
Worms, I just opened up a can of
My had a flower shop, but I was Sandra's Rose
Two girls that I rope like 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 to go link 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 blow the whistle
My uncle tryna change my energy stones and crystals
But it's take more than that for me to control my issues
I wasn't made for no or no prison cell
Every title doin' numbers like I'm Adele
Sandra I pulled us out of a livin' hell
I'm the chosen one, flowers never pick

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
Crime family like the Genovese, you don't want drama,
My is full of supermodels just like Mohamed Hadid
I this shit too serious, you niggas my comic relief
I find it funny how I 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 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
Like Charlamagne, I see the light and see the patches
Bury me and I'll be again
I walk in godly form amongst the men
I got some real demons across the border
And made a note of the we can't afford again
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 up on the 33rd
When I say that they 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 they 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