Luyện nghe bài hát Dolly and the Rat Trap

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

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

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

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

Jordan and Sugar Ray, a with icing
Dolly walked in, a tiger-striped mink coat
Her friend had on some shit, I it was billy goat
to play all and many boogie 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
for tank four on E with no gain

The was outside, parked with no gas
Bitches inside, frontin' hard in first
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
and hat back, the credit you're known for
Hoein' out of state with the big drug
From East to West and only cash money

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

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

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