Luyện nghe bài hát Sandra's Rose (OVO Sound 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 enough to a real one
Maverick Carter couldn't even get the done
scared to come towards us, gotta run from us
Louisville hush money for my gunners
Rick Pitino, I take 'em to strip and casinos
Stack of c-notes get all you niggas like Preemo
Worms, I opened up a can of those
My mother had a flower shop, but I was Rose
Two girls that I rope Indiana Jones
I them hoes walk together like I'm Amber Rose
Yeah, fuck that, I got to up the
California sweeter than pieces of candy
Had me all in Nipsey hood to go 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 get it 'fore they blow the whistle
My uncle tryna change my energy with and crystals
But it's gon' more than that for me to control my issues
I wasn't made for no or no prison cell
Every title doin' numbers I'm Miss Adele
Sandra knows I us out of a livin' hell
I'm the one, flowers 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 family like the Genovese, you don't want drama,
My house is full of supermodels just like Mohamed
I take this shit too serious, you my comic relief
I find it funny how I keep on talkin' and commas
I'm at the top of where you niggas are climbin' to reach
I got my very own initials 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
so many times, I started walkin' backwards
Like Charlamagne, I see the light and see the patches
me and I'll be born again
I walk in godly form the mortal men
I got some demons across the border fence
And made a note of the mistakes we afford again
Like I said, can of worms and I'm the bird
Niggas want to hang, but I'm too busy dirty work
Hit 'em back and say we'll up on the 33rd
When I say that they cursin' me it dirty words
Church of Pentecost, Spirit synagogue
I know who's protectin' me, but we hit it off
Sandra's rose, no wonder they tryna' 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