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 feel some
don't have enough to satisfy a real one
Maverick Carter couldn't even get the done
Niggas scared to come towards us, gotta run us
Louisville hush money for my gunners
Rick Pitino, I 'em to strip clubs and casinos
Stack of get all you niggas scratched 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 Indiana Jones
I make them hoes together like I'm Amber Rose
Yeah, fuck that, I got to up the
girls sweeter than pieces of candy
Had me all in hood to go link up with Sammy
Type of hood bandanas make niggas a family
on a swivel, I could shoot but I could never dribble
Life too short, I gotta get it 'fore they the whistle
My tryna change my energy with stones and crystals
But it's gon' more than that for me to control my issues
I wasn't made for no casket or no cell
Every title doin' like I'm Miss Adele
knows I pulled us out of a livin' hell
I'm the chosen one, flowers never 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 just like Hadid
I take this shit too serious, you niggas my relief
I find it funny how I on talkin' and commas increase
I'm standin' at the top of where you niggas are climbin' to
I even got my very own initials on my sheets
Subtle are key, jeez!
Spoiler the second act is tragic
And everyone that wants the worst for me's askin' happened
Backstabbed so many times, I started backwards
Like Charlamagne, I see the light and see the darkest
Bury me and I'll be again
I walk in form amongst the mortal men
I got some real demons across the border
And made a note of the mistakes we can't 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 link up on the 33rd
When I say that they cursin' me it ain't 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 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