Luyện nghe bài hát Vaudevile Villain

V. Vaughn, the travelin' Villain
Who don't a flyin' fuck who ain't not feelin' him
what ya dealin' him: Ace, king, death card
Strong-arm the wrong man, the left, god
Get money and earn it, that "everything you turn" shit
Got much to learn kid, light it up, burn
Light it up like the Dutch when the hash
Only time they see him they meet him with the cash belt
Ay carumba, now that's my
One dry summer, as far as I
Burnt-out, but gainin' edgy penny
Then he hit him straight to the head Reggie Denny
Call him back when you some more yak, Horshack
Doin' 80 down the Van on horseback
Your man sick, but he tracks, puto
Get back too, bro,
Viktor the director a script like Rob Reiner
The way a lotta dudes rhyme their should be "knob shiner"
For a buck, likely dance the Jig or do the Hucklebuck
To Vik it's no big deal, they're just a knuckle-fucks
You wonder how well would hold up in a holding cell
It sorta had the strange makings of a told in hell
Like "Oh well," hold riches
If the feds is really after them they told all the snitches
On borrowed-time rhymes, gassed by the silver
They act like their monkey-ass can heal back Wolverine
out what y'all bellow out ya yellow mouth
What happened to the kinda spit that to help a fellow out?
No doubt, leave a rapper in a cast
And wonder what he was doing while we was in a class
Snotty ass, it's really like he was a
before he "night-night" ask him how the light felt
I wouldn't take their if they gave it free
Maybe it's me, it's V!
Throw down the key, y'all know how be
In the city, rappers is so giddy
That's no ditty, Vaughn so
The way he take no prisoners and show no
It's how son a big man from a black boy
To names, a really big fan of Dan Akroyd
He feel they need to give him his own
This his only to shoot the gift like a lone glance
Or like a scene that leave the oo-ey smokin'
Or between Hoktuo Shinken and Nanto Ken