Luyện nghe bài hát Pest Control

All rats die though
In New York, Quad Studios, high though
Off that sour diesel and that
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' start to feel Chicago
Keep it one hunnid, you Minaj sideshow
chasin' dreams, I made "Dreams" in '05 though
Ridin' around, 10 Cam Newtons in the
And we touch down everybody catchin' spirals
Dressed in all like the Panthers
We seen your Sway freestyle, 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!
ain't got the answers for me
You went and got A.I., left Beans in rehab

Yeah, take back to rehab
On Instagram lookin' a mothafuckin' bean bag
Flyin' through Philly on them Wocky
nigga, I'll beat you with a hockey stick
The nigga Hov you the game, you ain't soak it
You was s'posed to up the Roc, not smoke it
you gon' be in L.A. in three hours
It's a 5-hour flight, put this bum in the
Pussy, I'm not a rookie, akhi, don't me
Strapped, Ninja Turtles, runnin' with a rat
Now Tak tell 'em how you coppin' on the jack
Fuck runnin' in the game, you gon' be runnin' into
You jumped Quentin Miller and now you scrap
It was time to go at Drizzy and now you rap
Ask bitch, she know I beez in the trap
You gotta move out of L.A., I'll put Bs on your back
And keep her thumb in your butt
Ken doll love gettin' fucked
Hide behind your niggas, you ain't got the
Ridin' dirt bikes with your ass on some
Now you can pop a to that!
I went from to New York to Philly and back
It's a lot of at stake, this 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, roll a to that
Now tell the world how you got bitch
You FaceTimed while Safaree was fuckin' a chick
You ain't 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, this old Cassidy
Meesha's another casualty, fuckin' with a tragedy
The louder your scream, the the verse
I put that dick chaser on the back of your hearse
They say the shall inherit the Earth
So I went and dug your ass up, 'cause Drizzy buried you
And why you tryna pick on
You told me that you don't fuck Rozay
And YG can't you a pass
I add 20 to your 40s, put the 60s on ass
And don't try to to the Grapes
You not the Rams, come back to L.A
I fuck and catch an Uber to Slay
I'm a drama king, and a sweeper 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 first album, ain't took it out the plastic yet
Move from Philly to L.A. and think he Fresh
Sean Kingston got and now you niggas best friends
Fat sloppy Twinkie eatin' ass
You ain't got no pass, nigga, I'ma beat ass, nigga
Jelly smugglin' fuck-ass nigga
I'll get some clippers and cut your mama's mustache,
Fuck your sister while you 'cause she's kinda thick
And that bitch take a knee, like Colin Kaepernick
Now back to Squeak Milly, Meeky
You gon' fuck around, get up inside Nicki house
I got esés on Beaumont, posted Cousins
Waiting for the to pump it up, like Joe Buddens
Thou shall not fuck Chuck, pawns are stuck
Fold you up in Armani tux
sweats, armor tucked
Night night, use that like a silencer, from dawn to dusk
Get at me, you gon' see me in gloves
Or see me in with "Summer Sixteen" in the snub
Lying on the Internet like you ain't talking to
Got the cops at my door, they dropping off mail
I seen that fake on XXL
Rat niggas chew through and leave you in cells
Before you see me in jail, you see me in hell
You went and got the whole Philly, it's me by myself
I could have and got Kendrick, went and got Snoop
and got Nipsey, Jay Rock, ScHoolboy Q
Could have went and got E-40, brought Ice back
And Dr. Dre screaming "Meek Mill is a rat"
It's a wrap, red khakis, red
I'ma see you in the streets, at me
You like a with a hole you can't sail
Mill, me and Drake gave you them two LLs

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When these start snitching, break '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 getting money, boy, you lame

You rat bastard!