Luyện nghe bài hát Pest Control

All rats die though
In New York, Quad Studios, high though
Off that diesel and that hydro
nigga take an L every time he go viral
Welcome to the West, and this ain'tThe of Pablo
Stay on that bullshit it's gon' to feel like Chicago
Keep it one hunnid, you Minaj sideshow
Still chasin' dreams, I "Dreams" in '05 though
Ridin' around, 10 Cam Newtons in the
And when we touch down everybody catchin'
Dressed in all black the Panthers
We your Sway freestyle, Omelly ain't the answer

You ain't got the answers, man! You ain't got the answers! (Kanye...) You ain't got the answers! You ain't got the answers, Sway! I've been this more than you!
Niggas got the answers for me
You shoulda went and got A.I., left Beans in

Yeah, take back to rehab
On Instagram lookin' like a bean bag
Flyin' through Philly on Wocky sticks
nigga, I'll beat you with a hockey stick
The nigga Hov gave you the game, you ain't it
You was s'posed to up the Roc, not smoke it
Talkin' you gon' be in L.A. in three
It's a 5-hour flight, put bum in the shower
Pussy, I'm not a rookie, akhi, push me
Strapped, Ninja Turtles, nigga's with a rat
Now Tak tell 'em how you coppin' on the jack
Fuck runnin' in the game, you be runnin' into Wack
You Quentin Miller and now you don't scrap
It was time to go at and now you don't rap
Ask your bitch, she know I in the trap
You gotta move out of L.A., I'll put them Bs on back
And keep her thumb in your butt
That Ken doll love fucked
Hide behind your niggas, you ain't got the
Ridin' bikes with your ass on some nuts
Now you can pop a to that!
I went from B-more to New York to Philly and
It's a lot of cheese at stake, nigga really a rat
I fuck with Philly, but this nigga make y'all city wack
And that's on Piru, yeah, I put the P on hat
You get hit with the Eagle, a Philly to that
Now tell the world how you got bitch
You FaceTimed Nicki while Safaree was a chick
You shit but a rat to me, a snake that don't rattle me
Lil' homie scrap with me, time to body his faculty
I'm in traffic, B, bumpin' old Cassidy
Meesha's another casualty, fuckin' with me's a
The your scream, the wacker the verse
I put that dick chaser logo on the back of hearse
They say the meek shall inherit the
So I went and dug your ass up, 'cause Drizzy you first
And why you tryna on Wale?
You told me you don't fuck with Rozay
And YG give you a pass
I add 20 to 40s, put the 60s on your ass
And try to whine to the Grapes
You not the Rams, come back to L.A
I fuck around and catch an Uber to
I'm a drama king, and a street with a K
Nigga, this is 2Pac with the old Guwop
15 years, 30 mil', nigga, who
One good song, but you ain't got a yet
Bought your first album, ain't it out the plastic yet
Move from to L.A. and think he Fresh Prince
Sean Kingston got robbed and now you niggas best
Fat Twinkie eatin' ass nigga
You ain't got no pass, nigga, I'ma your ass, nigga
Jelly bean smugglin' fuck-ass
I'll get some clippers and cut mama's mustache, nigga
Fuck your sister while you 'cause she's kinda thick
And make that bitch take a knee, like Colin
Now to Squeak Milly, Meeky Mouse
You gon' fuck around, get tied up inside Nicki
I got on Beaumont, posted like Cousins
Waiting for the word to it up, like Joe Buddens
Thou not fuck with Chuck, pawns are stuck
Fold you up in Armani tux
Louie sweats, tucked
Night night, use that pillow like a silencer, from dawn to
Get at me, you niggas see me in gloves
Or see me in with "Summer Sixteen" in the snub
Lying on the Internet like you ain't to twelve
Got the at my door, like they dropping off mail
I seen that paperwork on XXL
Rat niggas chew walls and leave you in cells
Before you see me in jail, you will see me in
You went and got the whole Philly, it's me by myself
I could have went and got Kendrick, went and got
and got Nipsey, Jay Rock, ScHoolboy Q
Could have went and got E-40, Ice Cube back
And have Dr. Dre screaming "Meek is a rat"
It's a wrap, red khakis, red
see you in the streets, don't at me
You a boat with a hole you can't sail
Meek Mill, me and gave you them two LLs

(Ooouuu, Ooouuu, Ooouuu)
When these rats start snitching, 'em off!
(Ooouuu, Ooouuu, Ooouuu)
When rats start snitching, break 'em off!

nigga! (Mumbles)
I got on gold headphones, chain
on my wrist, aim (Mumbles)
If you ain't getting money, boy, you

You rat bastard!