Luyện nghe bài hát Vaudevile Villain

V. Vaughn, the travelin' Villain
Who don't give a flyin' fuck who ain't not him
Watch what ya dealin' him: Ace, king, card
the wrong man, pardon the left, god
Get money and it, that "everything you touch turn" shit
Got much to kid, light it up, burn shit
it up like the Dutch when the hash melt
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
he hit him straight to the head like Reggie Denny
Call him back when you need more yak, Horshack
Doin' 80 down the Van Wyck on
Your man sick, but he tracks, puto
Get too, bro, exactamundo
the director flip a script like Rob Reiner
The way a lotta dudes their name should be "knob shiner"
For a buck, they'd likely dance the Jig or do the
To Vik it's no big deal, they're a buncha knuckle-fucks
You how well would they hold up in a holding cell
It sorta had the makings of a tale told in hell
Like "Oh well," hold riches
If the is really after them they just told all the snitches
On rhymes, gassed by the silver screen
They act like monkey-ass can heal back like Wolverine
Mellow out what bellow out ya yellow mouth
What happened to the kinda spit that used to a fellow out?
No doubt, leave a rapper in a cast
And what he was doing while we was in a karate class
ass, it's really like he was a white-belt
Right before he "night-night" ask him how the light
I wouldn't take their if they gave it free
Maybe me, baby it's V!
down the key, y'all know how shit be
In the naked city, is so giddy
That's no ditty, so witty
The way he take no and show no pity
It's how son became a big man from a boy
To name names, a big fan of Dan Akroyd
He feel they need to give him his own
This his only chance to shoot the like a lone glance
Or like a beef scene that leave the oo-ey
Or between Shinken and Nanto Suichō Ken