Luyện nghe bài hát Pest Control

All rats die though
In New York, Quad Studios, high though
Off sour diesel and that hydro
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 like Chicago
Keep it one hunnid, you Minaj sideshow
Still chasin' dreams, I made "Dreams" in '05
around, 10 Cam Newtons in the Tahoe
And when we touch down everybody spirals
Dressed in all black like the
We seen Sway 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! I've been doin' this than you!
Niggas got the answers for me
You shoulda and got A.I., left Beans in rehab

Yeah, take back to rehab
On lookin' like a mothafuckin' bean bag
through Philly on them Wocky sticks
Punk-ass nigga, I'll beat you with a stick
The nigga Hov gave you the game, you ain't it
You was s'posed to throw up the Roc, not 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, don't me
Strapped, Ninja Turtles, nigga's 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 Quentin Miller and now you don't
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., I'll put them Bs on your
And Barbie keep her in your butt
That Ken 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 went from B-more to New York to and back
a lot of cheese at stake, this nigga really a rat
I fuck with Philly, but this make y'all city look wack
And that's on Piru, yeah, I put the P on hat
You get hit with the Eagle, roll a Philly to
Now the world how you got your bitch
You Nicki while Safaree was fuckin' a chick
You ain't shit but a rat to me, a snake don't rattle me
Lil' homie won't scrap with me, to body his faculty
I'm in traffic, B, bumpin' this old
another casualty, fuckin' with me's a tragedy
The louder your scream, the the verse
I put that dick chaser logo on the of your hearse
They say the meek inherit the Earth
So I went and dug ass up, 'cause Drizzy buried you first
And why you pick on Wale?
You told me you don't fuck 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 Uber to
I'm a drama king, and a street with a K
Nigga, is 2Pac mixed with the old Guwop
15 years, 30 mil', nigga, who
One good song, but you got a classic yet
your first album, ain't took it out the plastic yet
Move Philly to L.A. and think he Fresh Prince
Sean Kingston got robbed and now you best friends
Fat sloppy eatin' ass nigga
You got no pass, nigga, I'ma beat your ass, nigga
bean smugglin' fuck-ass nigga
I'll get clippers and cut your mama's mustache, nigga
Fuck your sister while you watch 'cause she's thick
And make that bitch take a knee, like Colin
Now back to Squeak Milly, Mouse
You gon' fuck around, get tied up inside Nicki
I got on Beaumont, posted like Cousins
Waiting for the word to pump it up, Joe Buddens
Thou shall not fuck with Chuck, pawns are
you up in boxes; Armani tux
Louie sweats, armor
Night night, use that pillow like a silencer, dawn to dusk
Get at me, you niggas see me in gloves
Or see me in with "Summer Sixteen" in the snub
Lying on the Internet like you ain't to twelve
Got the cops at my door, like dropping off mail
I seen that paperwork on XXL
Rat niggas chew through and leave you in cells
Before you see me in jail, you will see me in
You and got the whole Philly, it's just me by myself
I could went and got Kendrick, went and got Snoop
Went and got Nipsey, Jay Rock, Q
Could have went and got E-40, brought Ice Cube
And Dr. Dre screaming "Meek Mill is a rat"
It's a wrap, red khakis, red
I'ma see you in the streets, at me
You like a boat with a hole you sail
Mill, me and Drake gave you them two LLs

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