Luyện nghe bài hát PSK'95

Mr.

[Intro the original PSK, which slows
down and switches to track]

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

Chorus: Brother
PSK, we makin' that
Bitches say what the hell does it mean?
P is for the who can't understand
How one nigga became a real 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'
on 'till the break of dawn
We gettin' money; this time IT'S ON!

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

1: Brother Marquis
Chillin' on the block, on the
Shootin' a dice, sippin' on some brew
She had a big ass and a phat (Woo!)
Turned and seen this fine young lady
I said, lady, now you're lookin' real nice
Sweeter than honey, 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 your game
I said, yo, baby girl, tell you no lies (What?)
all I wanna do is uh, get ya high,
And uh, lay ya down and do the rock
She come 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, ain't no joke
Before a nigga fuck', yo, I got some (What?)
Took me to the crib, me on the bed
I knew this was a rich whore
She gave me $100, but I wanted more

(Uh! Bring it now!)

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

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

Siss-ass nigga nothin' but a bitch!
(Bring it to me!)

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