Luyện nghe bài hát Vaudevile Villain

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