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 from
tags on makin' the world feel some
They don't enough to satisfy a real one
Maverick Carter even get the deal done
Niggas scared to towards us, gotta run from us
Louisville hush money for my gunners
Rick Pitino, I take 'em to strip clubs and
Stack of c-notes get all you niggas scratched Preemo
Worms, I opened up a can of those
My mother had a shop, but I was Sandra's rose
Two girls that I rope like Indiana
I make them hoes walk together like I'm Rose
Yeah, fuck that, I got to up the
girls sweeter than pieces of candy
Had me all in Nipsey hood and go link up 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 they the whistle
My uncle tryna my energy with stones and crystals
But it's gon' take more than that for me to control my
I wasn't made for no casket or no prison
Every title doin' like I'm Miss Adele
Sandra I pulled us out of a living 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 like the Genovese
You want drama, capisce?
My house is full of just like Mohamed Hadid
I this shit too serious, you niggas my comic relief
I find it funny how I keep on and commas increase
I'm standin' at the top of where you are climbin' to reach
I even got my very own initials on my sheets
reminders are key, jeez!
Spoiler alert: the act is tragic
And everyone that wants the worst for me's askin' happened
Backstabbed so many I started walkin' backwards
Like Charlemagne, I see the light and see the patches
Bury me and I'll be again
I walk in godly form the mortal men
I got real 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 early
Niggas want to hang but I'm too doin' dirty work
Hit 'em back and say we'll up on the 33rd
When I say that they cursin' me it ain't words
Church of Pentecost, Holy Spirit
I know who's protectin' 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