Luyện nghe bài hát Pest Control

All rats die though
In New York, Studios, gettin' high though
Off sour diesel and that hydro
This nigga take an L every he go viral
Welcome to the West, and this ain'tThe Life of
Stay on bullshit it's gon' start to feel like Chicago
Keep it one hunnid, you Nicki sideshow
Still dreams, I made "Dreams" in '05 though
around, 10 Cam Newtons in the Tahoe
And when we touch everybody catchin' spirals
Dressed in all 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 this more than you!
Niggas ain't got the for me
You shoulda went and got A.I., left Beans in

Yeah, Beans back to rehab
On lookin' like a mothafuckin' bean bag
Flyin' through Philly on Wocky sticks
Punk-ass nigga, beat you with a hockey stick
The nigga Hov gave you the game, you ain't it
You was s'posed to up the Roc, not smoke 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, Ninja Turtles, nigga's runnin' a rat
Now Tak tell 'em how you coppin' pleas on the
Fuck in the game, you gon' be runnin' into Wack
You jumped Quentin Miller and now you don't
It was time to go at and now you don't 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 keep her thumb in your butt
That Ken doll gettin' fucked
Hide behind your niggas, you ain't got the
Ridin' dirt bikes with your ass on 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, this nigga a rat
I with Philly, but this nigga make y'all city look wack
And on Piru, yeah, I put the P on that hat
You get hit the Eagle, roll a Philly to that
Now tell the how you got your bitch
You FaceTimed Nicki while Safaree was fuckin' a
You ain't shit but a rat to me, a snake that don't me
Lil' won't scrap with me, time to body his faculty
I'm in traffic, B, bumpin' old Cassidy
Meesha's another casualty, fuckin' me's a tragedy
The your scream, the wacker the verse
I put that dick chaser logo on the back of hearse
They say the meek inherit the Earth
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 with Rozay
And YG can't give you a
I add 20 to 40s, put the 60s on your ass
And try to whine to the Grapes
You not the Rams, don't back to L.A
I fuck around and catch an to Slay
I'm a drama king, and a street with 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 first album, ain't 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 Twinkie eatin' ass
You ain't got no pass, nigga, I'ma your ass, nigga
Jelly smugglin' fuck-ass nigga
get some clippers 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 Milly, Meeky Mouse
You gon' fuck around, get tied up inside house
I got esés on Beaumont, posted Cousins
Waiting for the word to pump it up, like Joe
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, 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 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 through walls and you in cells
Before you see me in jail, you see me in hell
You went and got the Philly, it's just me by myself
I could have and got Kendrick, went and got Snoop
and got Nipsey, Jay Rock, ScHoolboy Q
Could went and got E-40, brought Ice Cube back
And have Dr. Dre "Meek Mill 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 Drake gave you two LLs

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When these start snitching, break 'em off!
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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!