Luyện nghe bài hát PSK'95

Mr.

[Intro from the PSK, which slows
down and to this track]

Uh! it to me now!)
(Yeah! '85 ... PSK! '95 shot! Here we go now!
Uh! it to me!

Brother Marquis
PSK, we makin' green
always say what the hell does it mean?
P is for the who can't understand
How one real nigga became a man
S is for the way I skeet in mouth
One by one we 'em out
Man, them other niggas, ain't did nothin'
K is for the way Mr. be cuttin'
Rockin' on the break of dawn
We cold money; this time IT'S ON!

(Rock on ................. break it now!)

Verse 1: Brother
on the block, on the avenue
Shootin' a lil' dice, sippin' on brew
She had a big ass and a Mercedes (Woo!)
Turned around and seen this young lady
I said, lady, now you're lookin' real nice
than honey, sugar and spice (Right.)
Told her my name was Brother
You know my reputation, hoe, I'm a freak
Heard about the way you throw that
She said, Marquis, I know game
I said, yo, baby girl, I'ma tell you no (What?)
'Cause all I do is uh, get ya high,
And uh, lay ya down and do the body
She said on, and we got in the car
Took a little to a fancy bar (What?)
Got some gin, some juice, some
I tell ya, my nigga, this no joke
Before a nigga fuck', yo, I got some (What?)
me to the crib, laid me on the bed
I knew was a rich lil' whore
She gave me $100, but I some more

(Uh! Bring it now!)

(One now! Overtown! Liberty City! Carol City! Highway 5! 15th!
61st! Yeah! south flavor, y'all! Mr. Mixx! Marquis! Bringin' it
back y'all! it down now!)

Verse 2: Marquis
All on a Saturday night
Smokin' on a blunt, feelin' all (What?)
My homie Mr. Mixx me on the phone
Told me a party on 1.5
Man, that nigga's married, he can't home (Whoo!)
Got in the with my pockets fat
on my dick 'cause I'm cool like that (True.)
I got my pistol, jumped my ride
Now up in the set, who did I
A fuck-nigga Atlanta named after me! (What??)
I put red dot up against his head
And said "Fuck-ass nigga, I should you dead."
The real ain't doin' no time
A thought ran across my crazy-ass
I looked in his face, he looked like

Siss-ass ain't nothin' but a bitch!
(Bring it to me!)

Liberty City! 61st y'all! money y'all! 54th y'all! Here we go
(Overtown! 15th y'all! One for 1-5-1! In the back y'all, yeah!
now! ... Uh! Yeah, is ya boy Mr. Mixx, Marquis, PSK for the 9-5
y'all! Break it down! We up out this motherfucker. We'll give it
to ya on the next shit y'all! But until then - peace, love, and mo'