Luyện nghe bài hát Pest Control

All gotta die though
In New York, Quad Studios, gettin' high
Off that sour diesel and that
This nigga an L every time he go viral
Welcome to the West, and ain'tThe Life of Pablo
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
Ridin' around, 10 Cam in the Tahoe
And when we down everybody catchin' spirals
Dressed in all black like the
We seen your freestyle, Omelly ain't 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., left Beans in

Yeah, take Beans back to
On Instagram lookin' a mothafuckin' bean bag
Flyin' through Philly on them sticks
Punk-ass nigga, I'll beat you a hockey stick
The Hov gave you the game, you ain't soak it
You was s'posed to throw up the Roc, not it
Talkin' you be in L.A. in three 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 pleas on the jack
Fuck runnin' in the game, you gon' be runnin' into
You Quentin Miller and now you don't scrap
It was to go at Drizzy and now you don't rap
Ask your bitch, she know I in the trap
You gotta out of L.A., I'll put them Bs on your back
And Barbie keep her thumb in your
Ken doll love gettin' fucked
Hide behind your niggas, you ain't got the
Ridin' dirt bikes your ass on some nuts
Now you can pop a to that!
I went 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 the world how you got your bitch
You FaceTimed Nicki while Safaree was a chick
You ain't shit but a rat to me, a snake that don't me
Lil' homie won't with me, time to body his faculty
I'm in traffic, B, this old Cassidy
another casualty, fuckin' with me's a tragedy
The louder your scream, the 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, 'cause Drizzy buried you
And why you pick on Wale?
You told me that you 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 around and catch an Uber to Slay
I'm a king, and a street sweeper with a K
Nigga, is 2Pac mixed with the old Guwop
15 years, 30 mil', nigga, who
One good song, but you ain't got a 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 Twinkie eatin' ass nigga
You ain't got no pass, nigga, I'ma your ass, nigga
Jelly smugglin' fuck-ass nigga
I'll get some clippers and cut your mama's mustache,
Fuck your sister while you 'cause she's kinda thick
And make that bitch take a knee, like Colin
Now back to Milly, Meeky Mouse
You gon' fuck around, get tied up inside Nicki
I got esés on Beaumont, like Cousins
Waiting for the to pump it up, like Joe Buddens
Thou shall not fuck with Chuck, pawns are
you up in boxes; Armani tux
Louie sweats, tucked
Night night, use that pillow a silencer, from dawn to dusk
Get at me, you niggas gon' see me in
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 they off mail
I that fake paperwork on XXL
Rat chew 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 just me by
I could have went and got Kendrick, and got Snoop
and got Nipsey, Jay Rock, ScHoolboy Q
Could have went and got E-40, brought Ice Cube
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 sail
Meek Mill, me and gave you them two LLs

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