Luyện nghe bài hát Pest Control

All gotta die though
In New York, Quad Studios, high though
Off that diesel and that hydro
This nigga an L every time he go viral
Welcome to the West, and ain'tThe Life 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
around, 10 Cam Newtons in the Tahoe
And we touch down everybody catchin' spirals
Dressed in all black like the
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 doin' this than you!
Niggas ain't got the for me
You shoulda and got A.I., left Beans in rehab

Yeah, Beans back to rehab
On Instagram lookin' a mothafuckin' bean bag
Flyin' through Philly on them sticks
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 throw up the Roc, not it
Talkin' you gon' be in L.A. in hours
a 5-hour flight, put this bum in the shower
Pussy, I'm not a rookie, akhi, push me
Strapped, Turtles, nigga's runnin' with a rat
Now Tak tell 'em how you pleas on the jack
Fuck runnin' in the game, you gon' be into Wack
You jumped Miller and now you don't 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 them Bs on back
And Barbie keep her thumb in your
Ken doll love gettin' fucked
Hide behind your niggas, you ain't got the
dirt bikes with your ass on some nuts
Now you can pop a to that!
I from B-more to New York to Philly and back
a lot of cheese at stake, this nigga really a rat
I fuck with Philly, but this nigga make city 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 world how you got your
You FaceTimed Nicki while was fuckin' a chick
You ain't shit but a rat to me, a snake that don't me
Lil' homie won't scrap with me, to body his faculty
I'm in traffic, B, bumpin' old Cassidy
Meesha's another casualty, fuckin' with a tragedy
The louder your scream, the wacker the
I put that dick chaser on the back of your hearse
They say the meek shall inherit the
So I went and dug your ass up, Drizzy buried you first
And why you pick on Wale?
You told me that you don't fuck with
And YG give 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 back to L.A
I fuck around and an Uber to Slay
I'm a drama king, and a street sweeper a K
Nigga, this is 2Pac mixed the old Guwop
15 years, 30 mil', nigga, who
One good song, but you got a classic yet
Bought your album, ain't took it out the plastic yet
from Philly to L.A. and think he Fresh Prince
Sean Kingston got robbed and now you niggas best
Fat sloppy eatin' ass nigga
You ain't got no pass, nigga, I'ma your ass, nigga
Jelly bean smugglin' nigga
I'll get some clippers and cut your mama's mustache,
Fuck your while you watch 'cause she's kinda thick
And make that bitch take a knee, Colin Kaepernick
Now to Squeak Milly, Meeky Mouse
You gon' fuck around, get tied up inside Nicki
I got on Beaumont, posted like Cousins
Waiting for the 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, use that pillow 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, like dropping off mail
I seen that paperwork on XXL
Rat niggas through walls and leave you in cells
you see me in jail, you will 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
Went and got Nipsey, Jay Rock, Q
Could 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 with a hole you sail
Meek Mill, me and Drake you them two LLs

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

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

You rat bastard!