Luyện nghe bài hát Pest Control

All gotta die though
In New York, Quad Studios, gettin' high
Off that sour diesel and hydro
This 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
Still chasin' dreams, I made "Dreams" in '05
Ridin' around, 10 Cam in the Tahoe
And when we touch everybody catchin' spirals
Dressed in all black like the
We seen your Sway freestyle, Omelly the answer

You 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 more than you!
ain't got the answers for me
You shoulda went and got A.I., Beans in rehab

Yeah, take back to rehab
On Instagram lookin' like a bean bag
Flyin' Philly on them 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 to throw up the Roc, not smoke 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, don't me
Strapped, Ninja Turtles, runnin' with a rat
Now Tak tell 'em how you pleas on the jack
Fuck runnin' in the game, you gon' be runnin' into
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., put them Bs on your back
And Barbie keep her thumb in your
That Ken love gettin' fucked
Hide behind your niggas, you got the guts
Ridin' dirt bikes with your ass on some
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, this nigga 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 the Eagle, roll a Philly to that
Now tell the world how you got your
You FaceTimed Nicki Safaree was fuckin' a chick
You ain't but a rat to me, a snake that don't rattle me
Lil' homie won't 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 louder your scream, the the verse
I put that chaser logo on the back of your 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 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 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 street with a K
Nigga, this is 2Pac 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 from Philly to L.A. and think he Fresh
Sean Kingston got robbed and now you niggas best
Fat sloppy eatin' ass nigga
You ain't got no pass, nigga, I'ma beat your ass,
Jelly bean smugglin' nigga
I'll get some and cut your mama's mustache, nigga
Fuck sister while you watch 'cause she's kinda thick
And that bitch take a knee, like Colin Kaepernick
Now back to Squeak Milly, Mouse
You gon' fuck around, get tied up inside house
I got esés on Beaumont, posted like
Waiting for the word to pump it up, Joe Buddens
Thou not fuck with Chuck, pawns 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 gon' see me in
Or see me in clubs "Summer Sixteen" in the snub
Lying on the Internet like you ain't talking to
Got the cops at my door, like they off mail
I seen that fake on XXL
Rat niggas chew through and leave you in cells
you see me in jail, you will see me in hell
You went and got the Philly, it's just me by myself
I could have went and got Kendrick, went and got
Went and got Nipsey, Jay Rock, Q
Could have and got E-40, brought Ice Cube back
And have Dr. Dre screaming "Meek is a rat"
a wrap, red khakis, red Cincinnati
I'ma see you in the streets, at me
You like a boat with a hole you can't
Meek Mill, me and gave you them two LLs

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