Luyện nghe bài hát Pest Control

All rats gotta die
In New York, Quad Studios, gettin' though
Off that diesel and that hydro
This nigga take an L every time he go
Welcome to the West, and this ain'tThe of Pablo
Stay on that bullshit it's gon' to feel like Chicago
Keep it one hunnid, you Minaj sideshow
chasin' dreams, I made "Dreams" in '05 though
Ridin' around, 10 Cam Newtons in the
And when we touch down everybody 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 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, Beans back to rehab
On lookin' like a mothafuckin' bean bag
through Philly on them Wocky sticks
Punk-ass nigga, beat you with a hockey stick
The nigga Hov gave you the game, you soak it
You was s'posed to up the Roc, not smoke it
Talkin' you gon' be in L.A. in three
It's a 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 into Wack
You jumped 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 move out of L.A., I'll put them Bs on back
And Barbie keep her thumb in your
That Ken love gettin' fucked
behind your niggas, you ain't got the guts
Ridin' dirt bikes with 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, 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, a Philly to that
Now the world how you got your bitch
You FaceTimed Nicki while Safaree was a chick
You shit but a rat to me, a snake that don't rattle me
homie won't scrap with me, time to body his faculty
I'm in traffic, B, bumpin' old Cassidy
Meesha's casualty, fuckin' with me's a tragedy
The louder your scream, the the verse
I put that dick chaser on the back of your hearse
They say the meek shall the Earth
So I went and dug your ass up, 'cause 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 your 40s, put the 60s on ass
And try to whine to the Grapes
You not the Rams, come back to L.A
I fuck around and catch an to Slay
I'm a drama king, and a sweeper 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
from Philly to L.A. and think he Fresh Prince
Sean Kingston got robbed and now you best friends
Fat sloppy Twinkie eatin' ass
You got no pass, nigga, I'ma beat your ass, nigga
Jelly bean fuck-ass nigga
I'll get some clippers and cut your mama's mustache,
Fuck sister while you watch 'cause she's kinda thick
And make that bitch a knee, like Colin Kaepernick
Now back to Squeak Milly, Mouse
You gon' fuck around, get tied up inside house
I got on Beaumont, posted like Cousins
Waiting for the word to pump it up, Joe Buddens
Thou not fuck with Chuck, pawns are stuck
Fold you up in Armani tux
sweats, armor tucked
Night night, use that pillow a silencer, from dawn to dusk
Get at me, you niggas see me in gloves
Or see me in clubs with "Summer Sixteen" in the
Lying on the Internet like you talking to twelve
Got the at my door, like they dropping off mail
I that fake paperwork on XXL
Rat niggas chew through walls and you in cells
you see me in jail, you will 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
Went and got Nipsey, Jay Rock, Q
Could have went and got E-40, brought Ice Cube
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 with a hole you can't sail
Meek Mill, me and Drake you them two LLs

(Ooouuu, Ooouuu, Ooouuu)
When these rats start snitching, '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 getting money, boy, you lame

You rat bastard!