Luyện nghe bài hát Dolly and the Rat Trap

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

Yo, I you man
Them big shot be perpetrating
And you be taking a loss
Look at Donald

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

With two other girls, on that glamor and big
Walkin' around, at Apollo and
Sportin' the like the Queen of the Centuries
for Buster, Holyfield and Tyson

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

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

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

You give him his car back, money and coat
Shoes and hat back, the credit known for
Hoein' out of state the big drug dealers
From to West and only cash money stealer

Charlie got much shit, bitches are eatin' well
You say to yourself, I'm Al Capone, so what the
Damn, I three hundred G's
I coulda put out a with ten or twenty MC's

And made megabucks but you never did
Dolly was shifty with her lips and chinky
Never had a but know how to get one
Jerk one one out for a long ride

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