Luyện nghe bài hát Pest Control

All gotta die though
In New York, Studios, gettin' 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 Life of
Stay on that bullshit it's gon' start to feel Chicago
it one hunnid, you Nicki Minaj sideshow
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 got the answers! (Kanye...) You ain't got the answers! You ain't got the answers, Sway! I've been doin' this more than you!
Niggas ain't got the for me
You shoulda went and got A.I., left Beans in

Yeah, take back to rehab
On Instagram lookin' like a mothafuckin' bag
through Philly on them Wocky sticks
Punk-ass nigga, beat you with a hockey stick
The nigga Hov gave you the game, you soak it
You was to throw up the Roc, not smoke it
you gon' be in L.A. in three hours
It's a flight, put this bum in the shower
Pussy, I'm not a rookie, akhi, push me
Strapped, Ninja Turtles, nigga's runnin' a rat
Now Tak 'em how you coppin' pleas on the jack
runnin' in the game, you gon' be runnin' into 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 move out of L.A., I'll put them Bs on your back
And Barbie her thumb in your butt
That Ken love gettin' fucked
behind your niggas, you ain't got the guts
Ridin' dirt bikes with ass on some nuts
Now you can pop a to that!
I from B-more to New York to Philly and back
It's a lot of cheese at stake, nigga really a rat
I fuck with Philly, but this make y'all city look wack
And on Piru, yeah, I put the P on that hat
You get hit with the Eagle, roll a to that
Now the world how you got your bitch
You FaceTimed Nicki while Safaree was a chick
You ain't shit but a rat to me, a snake that rattle me
homie won't scrap with me, time to body his faculty
I'm in traffic, B, this old Cassidy
another casualty, fuckin' with me's a tragedy
The louder scream, the wacker the verse
I put that dick chaser on the back of your hearse
They say the meek shall inherit the
So I went and dug ass up, 'cause Drizzy buried you first
And why you pick on Wale?
You told me that you 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, come back to L.A
I around 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 your first album, ain't took it out the yet
Move from Philly to L.A. and think he Fresh
Sean Kingston got robbed and now you niggas friends
Fat sloppy eatin' ass nigga
You ain't got no pass, nigga, I'ma your ass, nigga
Jelly bean 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 make that bitch a knee, like Colin Kaepernick
Now back to Milly, Meeky Mouse
You gon' fuck around, get tied up inside Nicki
I got esés on Beaumont, posted like
Waiting for the to pump it up, like Joe Buddens
Thou not fuck with Chuck, pawns are stuck
you up in boxes; Armani tux
Louie sweats, tucked
night, use that pillow like a silencer, from dawn to dusk
Get at me, you gon' see me in gloves
Or see me in clubs "Summer Sixteen" in the snub
Lying on the Internet like you talking to twelve
Got the cops at my door, 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 whole Philly, it's just me by
I could went and got Kendrick, went and got Snoop
Went and got Nipsey, Jay Rock, Q
have went and got E-40, brought Ice Cube back
And Dr. Dre screaming "Meek Mill is a rat"
It's a wrap, red khakis, red
see you in the streets, don't at me
You like a boat a hole you can't sail
Meek Mill, me and Drake gave you two LLs

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

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

You rat bastard!