Luyện nghe bài hát Dolly and the Rat Trap

Yo, I met this fine motherfuckin' bitch night man
Pussy taste like man
I was up in the crib chillin' and much cash

Yo, I you man
Them big bitches be perpetrating
And you still be taking a
Look at Trump

I know a bitch named Dolly, she live
She got a fly new Benz, kid of Asian
Every she would front and try to flex on the X
For no reason, with that and stud shit

With two other girls, on that glamor and big
Walkin' around, at and Bentley
the weave like the Queen of the Centuries
Lookin' for Buster, and Tyson

Jordan and Sugar Ray, a with icing
Dolly walked in, a tiger-striped mink coat
Her friend had on shit, I think it was billy goat
Tryin' to play all and many boogie down out

b-boys, the crew and others out
Steppin' to bar, the first was champagne
had a fat ass with Tina and Charmane
Lookin' for four on E with no gain

The was outside, parked with no gas
Bitches inside, frontin' in first class
to play the X, like fucked up TV
Lookin' for green to get to D.C.

You him his car back, money and coat back
Shoes and hat back, the you're known for
Hoein' out of state with the big dealers
From East to West and cash money stealer

Charlie got much shit, them bitches are well
You say to yourself, I'm Al Capone, so the hell
Damn, I jerked hundred G's
I put out a group with ten or twenty MC's

And megabucks but you never did realize
Dolly was with her lips and chinky eyes
had a dime but know how to get one
Jerk one take one out for a ride

With Tina and Charmagne, on E side
Lookin' for BM's, Cherokees and
Benzes and Audis for the with Jettas
Watch yourself and away from the rat trap