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 and ask who did I steal from
Price on makin' the world feel some
They don't have enough to a real one
Maverick 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 Sandra's
Two that I rope like Indiana Jones
I make them hoes walk together like I'm Rose
Yeah, fuck that, I got to up the
California girls sweeter than pieces of
Had me all in Nipsey to go link up with Sammy
Type of hood bandanas make niggas a family
Head on a swivel, I could but I could never dribble
Life too short, I gotta get it 'fore they blow the
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 or no prison cell
title doin' numbers like I'm Miss Adele
Sandra knows I pulled us out of a livin'
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

want a classic, that's just ten of these
Crime family like the Genovese, you want drama, capisc'?
My house is full of supermodels just like Mohamed
I take this shit too serious, you niggas my comic
I find it how I keep on talkin' and commas increase
I'm standin' at the top of where you niggas are 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 darkest
Bury me and 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 we can't afford again
Like I said, can of worms and I'm the bird
Niggas want to hang, but I'm too busy doin' dirty
Hit 'em and say we'll link up on the 33rd
When I say that they cursin' me it ain't dirty
Church of Pentecost, Spirit synagogue
I don't know who's me, but we hit it off
Sandra's rose, no wonder they pick 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