Luyện nghe bài hát Dolly and the Rat Trap

Yo, I met this motherfuckin' bitch last night man
taste like strawberries man
I was up in the crib chillin' and spendin' much

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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