Luyện nghe bài hát Dolly and the Rat Trap

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

Yo, I you man
Them big shot bitches be
And you still be a loss
at Donald Trump

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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