Luyện nghe bài hát Vaudevile Villain

V. Vaughn, the travelin' Vaudeville
Who don't give a fuck who ain't not feelin' him
what ya dealin' him: Ace, king, death card
Strong-arm the man, pardon the left, god
Get money and earn it, "everything you touch turn" shit
Got much to learn kid, light it up, shit
Light it up like the Dutch the hash melt
Only time they see him when they him with the cash belt
Ay carumba, now that's my
One dry summer, as far as I
Burnt-out, but gainin' every edgy
Then he hit him straight to the head like Reggie
Call him when you need some more yak, Horshack
Doin' 80 the Van Wyck on horseback
Your man sick, but he tracks, puto
Get too, bro, exactamundo
Viktor the director flip a script Rob Reiner
The way a lotta dudes rhyme name should be "knob shiner"
For a buck, they'd 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 they hold up in a cell
It sorta had the strange makings of a told in hell
"Oh well," hold tall riches
If the feds is after them they just told all the snitches
On borrowed-time rhymes, gassed by the silver
They act like monkey-ass can heal back like Wolverine
out what y'all bellow out ya yellow mouth
What happened to the kinda that used to help a fellow out?
No doubt, leave a rapper in a body
And wonder what he was doing while we was in a karate
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 it's me, baby V!
Throw down the key, y'all 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 from a boy
To name names, a really big fan of Dan
He feel need to give him his own dance
This his only chance to shoot the like a lone glance
Or like a beef that leave the oo-ey smokin'
Or between Hoktuo Shinken and Suichō Ken