[Verse 1: Silkk the Shocker]
Ahhh!
I kicks it off, nigga, what?! Rhyme with no fuckin' problem
Down with them drama boys and also Eightball
Understand I gotta plan, to get me some green
I stay in cruise like control, but bustas fold like a bad poker hand
Now watch me shake this bitch up like the dice games
See I'm always schemin' tryin' to get over niggas like left and right
Lanes
Different day same shit, I ain't playin' bitch
Niggas still got a rusty four-five with the same clip and see
You can get with this, or you can get with that
You probably won't get with this click
'Cause um... this where the gangstas at
It's a real deal bitch, the real shit, there's no gimmicks
Suave House and the 504 Boyz courtesy of No Limit, hit 'em up
[Verse 2: Psycho Drama]
Get down, feel the ground, shake 'em up, you down to die
'Cause we too much for the industry to handle, we Buk and Psyde
But a nigga nut with yo five
Unluckily shit is gettin' lethal and uh...
You know the drama boys, down fo life the Suave and I, to the dirt
Drama boys, with Ball got drama that will work
Make 'em feel it, every l and we hit it from Sugar to Chi
Adrenaline pumpin, ready to ride, gotta get my guys
Can't waste no time, it's first of my life and money
Now watch Drama get bloody, bloody, and be done doney
Gotta let you know that it's a cut and uh
And if you don't hundred guys, hundred girls gonna make you wish you
Hadn't stuttered
[Verse 3: Mystikal]
Slow down, they see me and say, that's him
That's that bastard
And as soon as you start runnin' up like it's hurtin' ya
It's when I fuck ya faster
Don't really wanna be like that, but I tear this bitch up if I have to
Shut this muthafucka down, bend it backwards
Y'all already know where we at this is Suave House, it's like my house
And if you ain't down with that and No Limit, then ride out
Y'all hype done died down, it's past tense and dried out
Sparks poppin' from the rhymes that's comin' out my mouth
Bitch don't get mad, go get yo bags and roll with it
Or stay the fuck away from niggas you got no business
We don't give a fuck about nothin', we untouched
One-hundred percent pure shit, uncut
[Chorus: 8Ball & Master P]
Real playas with nothin' but this uncut
Down south fake hatas get tossed up
Ain't No Limit to the Suaveness, we bust
Worldwide with this pure uncut, ugh!
Real playas with nothin' but this uncut
Down south fake hatas get tossed up
Ain't No Limit to the Suaveness, we bust
Worldwide with this pure uncut, ugh!
Suave House, No Limit soldiers
Suave House, No Limit soldiers
Suave House, No Limit soldiers
Suave House, No Limit soldiers
Suave House, No Limit soldiers
Suave House, No Limit soldiers
Suave House, No Limit soldiers
Suave House, No Limit soldiers
[Verse 4: Young Buk]
Here goes this precocious vocalist with the motion of locust
And leavin' 'em open as dope in their noses drove out of focus
The filthy, infected brain cells, there by the thousands
The music them hittin' shown to be known to livin' in project housin'
Towels that ring-out, givin' up on y'all boy
Y'all don't need to be fuckin' with moi boy
No Limit and Suave boy or I boy
Do something serious to you make you feel me deeper than you
Some of bitches cold as a Chicago at Christmas and this is
A testament, a scroll from a brain of the belligerent
Ignorant mutherfuckers that will get high and drunk and kick it with
Inflict the sickenin' shit yeah for the paper, guess who after me
The non-limited and the fat mack gon cut it after me
[Verse 5: Master P]
Ughh! Tanks and houses ride with me
Real niggas and bitches get high with me
I live the life of a No Limit soldier
I run with pimps and dealers, I thought I told ya
But we all about our piz-aper
That's why I jumped in the double R and hooked up with Tony Draper
So aim your bizzes at the biz-house
It's all about No Limit and that... Suave House
Gettin' paid for the diz-ounds
Worth millions 'cause we all about our piz-ounds
So how ya do dat there, make 'em say ugh!
Get rowdy, get 'bout it
[Verse 6: 8Ball]
Who is it? Big Ball payin' a visit
Don't miss my exhibit, nigga I'm about to rip it apart
Startin' with yo heart, we ain't barrin' shit
Dirty ass street nigga, stained and the scarin' shit
In foreign shit, most hoes would kill to get with
The Suave House, and them soldiers at No Limit
Niggas fear it 'cause we strong and we black owned
Green or brown, we be smokin' 'til the sack gone
Tornados flows, blow away my foes
Hurricane game, stormin' on these hoes
Master P, Silkk, Mystikal and Psycho Drama
In the kitchen with me cookin' up this uncut
[Chorus: 8Ball & Master P]
Real playas with nothin' but this uncut
Down south fake hatas get tossed up
Ain't No Limit to the Suaveness, we bust
Worldwide with this pure uncut, ugh!
Real playas with nothin' but this uncut
Down south fake hatas get tossed up
Ain't No Limit to the Suaveness, we bust
Worldwide wit this pure uncut, ugh!
Suave House, No Limit soldiers
Suave House, No Limit soldiers
Suave House, No Limit soldiers
Suave House, No Limit soldiers
Suave House, No Limit soldiers
Suave House, No Limit soldiers
Suave House, No Limit soldiers
Suave House, No Limit soldiers
Suave House, No Limit soldiers
Suave House, No Limit soldiers
Suave House, No Limit soldiers
Suave House, No Limit soldiers
Suave House, No Limit soldiers
Suave House, No Limit soldiers
Suave House, No Limit soldiers
Suave House, No Limit soldiers
