Luyện nghe bài hát Dolly and the Rat Trap

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

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

I know a named 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 other girls, on glamor and big shit
around, at Apollo and Bentley
Sportin' the weave like the of the Centuries
for Buster, Holyfield and Tyson

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

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

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

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

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

And made megabucks but you did realize
Dolly was shifty with her lips and chinky
had a dime but know how to get one
Jerk one one out for a long ride

Tina and Charmagne, bums on E side
Lookin' for BM's, and Jaguars
Benzes and for the brothers with Jettas
Watch yourself and step away from the rat