Luyện nghe bài hát Pest Control

All rats gotta die
In New York, Studios, gettin' high though
Off that sour diesel and hydro
This nigga take an L every time he go
Welcome to the West, and this ain'tThe Life of
on that bullshit it's gon' start to feel like Chicago
Keep it one hunnid, you Nicki Minaj
Still dreams, I made "Dreams" in '05 though
Ridin' around, 10 Cam in the Tahoe
And when we touch down catchin' spirals
Dressed in all black like the
We seen your freestyle, Omelly 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! been doin' this more than you!
Niggas got the answers for me
You went and got A.I., left Beans in rehab

Yeah, take Beans to rehab
On lookin' like a mothafuckin' bean bag
Flyin' Philly on them Wocky sticks
Punk-ass nigga, I'll 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, runnin' with a rat
Now Tak tell 'em how you coppin' on the jack
Fuck in the game, you gon' be runnin' into Wack
You jumped Quentin Miller and now you scrap
It was to go at Drizzy and now you don't rap
Ask your bitch, she know I beez in the
You gotta 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 your niggas, you ain't got the guts
dirt bikes with your ass on some nuts
Now you can pop a to that!
I went from B-more to New York to Philly and
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 that's on Piru, yeah, I put the P on hat
You get hit the Eagle, roll a Philly to that
Now the world how you got your bitch
You FaceTimed Nicki while Safaree was 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
another casualty, fuckin' with me's a tragedy
The louder your scream, the the verse
I put that dick 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 pick on
You told me that you don't with Rozay
And YG give 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, don't back 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 2Pac mixed the old Guwop
15 years, 30 mil', nigga, who
One good song, but you ain't got a yet
Bought first album, ain't took it out the plastic yet
Move from Philly to L.A. and think he Prince
Kingston got robbed and now you niggas best friends
Fat Twinkie eatin' ass nigga
You ain't got no pass, nigga, I'ma beat ass, nigga
Jelly bean smugglin' fuck-ass
I'll get some clippers and cut your mustache, nigga
Fuck sister while you watch 'cause she's kinda thick
And make bitch take a knee, like Colin Kaepernick
Now back to Squeak Milly, Mouse
You gon' fuck around, get tied up inside Nicki
I got esés on Beaumont, like Cousins
Waiting for the word to it up, like Joe Buddens
Thou shall not fuck with Chuck, are stuck
Fold you up in boxes; tux
sweats, armor tucked
Night night, use pillow like a silencer, from dawn to dusk
Get at me, you gon' see me in gloves
Or see me in clubs with "Summer Sixteen" in the
Lying on the Internet you ain't talking to twelve
Got the at my door, like they dropping off mail
I seen that paperwork on XXL
Rat chew through walls and leave you in cells
you see me in jail, you will see me in hell
You and got the whole Philly, it's just me by myself
I could have went and got Kendrick, went and got
and got Nipsey, Jay Rock, ScHoolboy Q
Could have went and got E-40, Ice Cube back
And have Dr. Dre screaming "Meek 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 gave you them two LLs

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