Luyện nghe bài hát Pest Control

All gotta die though
In New York, Quad Studios, gettin' though
Off that sour and that hydro
This nigga take an L every he go viral
Welcome to the West, and this Life of Pablo
Stay on that bullshit gon' start to feel like Chicago
Keep it one hunnid, you Nicki Minaj
Still dreams, I made "Dreams" in '05 though
around, 10 Cam Newtons in the Tahoe
And when we down everybody catchin' spirals
Dressed in all black like the
We seen your Sway freestyle, Omelly 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 doin' this more than you!
Niggas got the answers for me
You shoulda and got A.I., left Beans in rehab

Yeah, Beans back to rehab
On lookin' like a mothafuckin' bean bag
Flyin' through Philly on Wocky sticks
Punk-ass nigga, I'll beat you a hockey stick
The nigga Hov you the game, you ain't soak it
You was s'posed to throw up the Roc, not it
you gon' be in L.A. in three hours
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 gon' be runnin' Wack
You jumped Miller and now you don't scrap
It was time to go at Drizzy and now you rap
Ask your bitch, she know I beez in the
You gotta move out of L.A., I'll put them Bs on back
And Barbie her thumb in your butt
Ken doll love gettin' fucked
Hide behind niggas, you ain't got the guts
Ridin' dirt bikes with your ass on some
Now you can pop a to that!
I went from B-more to New York to and back
It's a lot of cheese at stake, nigga really a rat
I fuck with Philly, but this nigga y'all city look wack
And that's on Piru, yeah, I put the P on hat
You get hit with the Eagle, roll a Philly to
Now tell the how you got your bitch
You FaceTimed Nicki while Safaree was fuckin' a
You ain't shit but a rat to me, a snake don't rattle me
Lil' homie won't scrap with me, time to his faculty
I'm in traffic, B, this old Cassidy
Meesha's another casualty, fuckin' me's a tragedy
The louder your scream, the wacker the
I put that chaser logo on the back of your hearse
They say the shall inherit the Earth
So I went and dug your ass up, 'cause Drizzy you first
And why you tryna on Wale?
You told me that you don't fuck with
And YG can't you a pass
I add 20 to your 40s, put the 60s on ass
And don't try to whine to the
You not the Rams, don't come to L.A
I fuck and catch an Uber to Slay
I'm a drama king, and a street with a K
Nigga, this is 2Pac mixed with the old
15 years, 30 mil', nigga, who
One song, but you ain't got a classic yet
your first album, ain't took it out the plastic yet
Move from to L.A. and think he Fresh Prince
Sean Kingston got robbed and now you niggas friends
Fat sloppy Twinkie ass nigga
You ain't got no pass, nigga, I'ma beat your ass,
Jelly smugglin' fuck-ass nigga
I'll get some and cut your mama's mustache, nigga
Fuck your sister while you 'cause she's kinda thick
And that bitch take a knee, like Colin Kaepernick
Now to Squeak Milly, Meeky Mouse
You gon' fuck around, get tied up inside Nicki
I got esés on Beaumont, posted like
for the word to pump it up, like Joe Buddens
Thou shall not fuck with Chuck, are stuck
Fold you up in Armani tux
Louie sweats, tucked
Night night, use that pillow a silencer, from dawn to dusk
Get at me, you gon' see me in gloves
Or see me in clubs with "Summer Sixteen" in the
on the Internet like you ain't talking to twelve
Got the at my door, like they dropping off mail
I that fake paperwork on XXL
Rat niggas chew walls and leave you in cells
Before you see me in jail, you see me in hell
You went and got the Philly, it's just me by myself
I could have and got Kendrick, went and got Snoop
Went and got Nipsey, Jay Rock, Q
Could have went and got E-40, brought Ice back
And have Dr. Dre screaming "Meek is a rat"
It's a wrap, red khakis, red
I'ma see you in the streets, at me
You like a boat with a you can't sail
Mill, me and Drake gave you them two LLs

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When rats start snitching, break 'em off!
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When rats start snitching, break 'em off!

nigga! (Mumbles)
I got on headphones, gold chain
on my wrist, aim (Mumbles)
If you getting money, boy, you lame

You rat bastard!