Luyện nghe bài hát Pest Control

All rats die though
In New York, Quad Studios, gettin' high
Off that sour diesel and that
nigga take an L every time he go viral
Welcome to the West, and this Life of Pablo
Stay on bullshit it's gon' start to feel like Chicago
Keep it one hunnid, you Minaj sideshow
Still chasin' dreams, I "Dreams" in '05 though
Ridin' around, 10 Cam in the Tahoe
And when we touch everybody catchin' spirals
in all black like the Panthers
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 been doin' this than you!
ain't got the answers for me
You shoulda went and got A.I., left in rehab

Yeah, Beans back to rehab
On Instagram lookin' like a bean bag
Flyin' through Philly on Wocky sticks
Punk-ass nigga, I'll beat you with a hockey
The Hov gave you the game, you ain't soak it
You was s'posed to throw up the Roc, not it
Talkin' you 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, push me
Strapped, Ninja Turtles, nigga's with a rat
Now Tak tell 'em how you pleas on the jack
Fuck runnin' in the game, you be runnin' into Wack
You jumped Quentin 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 move out of L.A., I'll put them Bs on your back
And Barbie keep her thumb in your
That Ken doll gettin' fucked
Hide behind niggas, you ain't got the guts
Ridin' bikes with your ass on some nuts
Now you can pop a to that!
I went from B-more to New to Philly and back
It's a lot of cheese at stake, this nigga a rat
I fuck with Philly, but this nigga make y'all look 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 how you got your bitch
You Nicki while Safaree was fuckin' a chick
You ain't but a rat to me, a snake that don't rattle me
Lil' homie won't scrap with me, to body his faculty
I'm in traffic, B, bumpin' this old
Meesha's another casualty, fuckin' with a tragedy
The louder your scream, the wacker the
I put that chaser logo on the back of your hearse
They say the meek shall the Earth
So I and dug your ass up, 'cause Drizzy buried you first
And why you tryna on Wale?
You told me you don't fuck with Rozay
And YG can't you a pass
I add 20 to 40s, put the 60s on your ass
And don't try to whine to the
You not the Rams, don't come to L.A
I around and catch an Uber to Slay
I'm a king, and a street sweeper with a K
Nigga, this is mixed with the old Guwop
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 Philly to L.A. and think he Fresh Prince
Sean Kingston got robbed and now you best friends
Fat Twinkie eatin' ass nigga
You ain't got no pass, nigga, I'ma your 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 make bitch take a knee, like Colin Kaepernick
Now back to Milly, Meeky Mouse
You gon' around, get tied up inside Nicki house
I got esés on Beaumont, like Cousins
Waiting for the to pump it up, like Joe Buddens
Thou shall not fuck with Chuck, are stuck
you up in boxes; Armani tux
Louie sweats, tucked
Night night, use that pillow like a silencer, from to dusk
Get at me, you niggas see me in gloves
Or see me in with "Summer Sixteen" in the snub
on the Internet like you ain't talking to twelve
Got the at my door, like they dropping off mail
I seen 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 whole Philly, just me by myself
I have went and got Kendrick, went and got Snoop
Went and got Nipsey, Jay Rock, Q
Could went and got E-40, brought Ice Cube back
And have Dr. Dre "Meek Mill 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 hole you can't
Meek Mill, me and Drake you them two LLs

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

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

You rat bastard!