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 steal
tags on makin' the world feel some
They don't have to satisfy a real one
Maverick couldn't even get the deal done
scared to come towards us, gotta run from us
Louisville hush for my young gunners
Rick Pitino, I take 'em to clubs and casinos
Stack of c-notes get all you niggas 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 like Jones
I them hoes walk together like I'm Amber Rose
Yeah, that, I got to up the ante
California sweeter than pieces of candy
Had me all in hood to go link up with Sammy
Type of hood where bandanas make niggas a
Head on a swivel, I could shoot but I never dribble
Life too short, I gotta get it 'fore blow the whistle
My uncle change my energy with stones and crystals
But gon' take more than that for me to control my issues
I wasn't made for no or no prison cell
title doin' numbers like I'm Miss Adele
Sandra I pulled us out of a livin' 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

want a classic, that's just ten of these
Crime like the Genovese, you don't want drama, capisc'?
My house is full of supermodels like Mohamed Hadid
I this shit too serious, you niggas my comic relief
I find it how I keep on talkin' and commas increase
I'm standin' at the top of where you are climbin' to reach
I even got my very own inscribed on my sheets
Subtle are key, jeez!
alert: the second act is tragic
And everyone that wants the 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 born
I walk in godly form amongst the men
I got some real demons the border fence
And made a note of the 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 we'll up on the 33rd
I say that they cursin' me it ain't dirty words
Church of Pentecost, Holy Spirit
I know who's protectin' me, but we hit it off
rose, no wonder they tryna' pick me off
I guess you gotta show these niggas who you are

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