Luyện nghe bài hát Dolly and the Rat Trap

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

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

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

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

Jordan and Sugar Ray, a with icing
Dolly 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 Tina and Charmane
Lookin' for tank four on E with no

The Benz was outside, with 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
Shoes and hat back, the credit known for
Hoein' out of with the big drug dealers
East to West and only cash money stealer

Charlie got much shit, 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 with ten or twenty MC's

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

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