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' much

Yo, I you man
Them big shot bitches be
And you be taking a loss
Look at Trump

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

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

Jordan and Sugar Ray, a with icing
Dolly walked in, a tiger-striped mink coat
Her friend had on shit, I think it was billy goat
Tryin' to 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, with no gas
Bitches inside, hard in first class
Tryin to play the X, fucked up TV
Lookin' for to get to Washington D.C.

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

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

With Tina and Charmagne, on E side
Lookin' for BM's, and Jaguars
Benzes and Audis for the with Jettas
Watch and step away from the rat trap