Luyện nghe bài hát Pure Uncut

1-(Silkk)

AHHHHHH! I kicks it off, nigga rhyme wit no fuckin problem,
down wit them drama boys, an Eightball,
I gotta plan, to get me some green,
I stay in cruise like control, but bustaz fold a bad poker hand,
now me shake this bitch up, like the dice games,
see I'm schemin tryin to get over niggaz like left an right
lanes,
different day same shit, I playin bitch,
still got a rusty four-five wit the same clip, an see,
you can get wit this, or you can get wit that,
you probably won't get wit this click, 'cause um, this where the
at,
it's a real deal bitch, the shit, there's no gimmiks,
Suave House, an the 504 Boyz of No Limit, hit em up.

2-(Buk)

Get down, the ground, shake 'em up, you down to die,
'cause we too for the industry to handle, we buck aside,
run it nut wit yo five,
I to lease shit it's gettin leathal an I,
you know the drama boys, down fo the Suave an I, to the dirt,
drama boys, wit Ball got drama that work,
make 'em feel it, every land we hit it from to shy,
pumpin, ready to ride, gotta get my guys,
can't waste no time, it's of my life an money,
now watch drama get bloody, in ???,
gotta let you know it's a cuttin up,
an if you don't hundred guys, girls gonna make you wish you
stuttered.

3-(Mystikal)

Slow down, they see me an say, HIM,
that's bastard,
an as soon as you start up like it's hurtin ya,
it's I fuck ya fasta,
don't really wanna be that, but I tell this bitch I be if I have
to,
this mutha fucka down, bend it backwards,
y'all already know we at this is Suave House, it's like my house,
an if you ain't down wit tha an No Limit, then out,
y'all hypin died down, its an dried out,
sparks poppin the ground it's commin out my mouth,
bitch get mad, go get yo bags an roll wit it,
or stay the fuck from niggaz you got no business,
we don't give a fuck nothin, we untouched,
percent pure shit, uncut.

(Chorus x2)

Suave House, No soldiers (x8)

(Eightball)
playaz,
wit but this uncut,
(Master P)
Down south fake hataz get up.
(Eightball)
No Limit to the Suaveness, we bust,
world wit this pure uncut. UGHH!

4-(Pysde)

Here goes potioness vocaless,
wit the of locus,
an leavin 'em, an dope, wit there noses drove when I focus,
the brain cells, lay by the thousands,
the music them hittin to be known to livin in project housin,
that ring-out, givin up on y'all boy,
y'all don't need to be wit moi boy,
No Limit an boy or I boy,
you suckaz hear til you make you feel me deeper you,
of these bitchez as cold as a Chicago at christmas an this is,
a test to 'em scroll from a brain of the ???,
ignorant mutha fuckaz that will get high an from ???,
the sickness yeah for the paper, guess who after me,
the Don limited an the fat gonna cut it after me.

5-(Master P)

UGHHH! Chasin houses wit me,
niggaz an bitches get high wit me,
I live the of a No Limit soldier,
I run wit pimps an dealaz, I I told ya,
but we all our piz-aper,
why I jumped in the double O an hooked up wit Tony Draper,
so handle at the biz-house,
it's all about No Limit an that.... House,
gettin for the diz-ounds,
worth millions 'cause we all our piz-ounds,
so how ya do dat there, 'em say UGH!,
get rowdy, get it.

6-(Eightball)

Who is it? Big payin a visit,
don't miss my exhibit, nigga I'm to rip it, apart,
startin wit yo heart, we hard shit,
dirty ass street nigga, an the scarin shit,
an shit, most hoes would kill to get wit,
the Suave House, an them at No Limit,
niggaz fear it we strong an we black on,
or brown, we be smokin til the sack gone,
tornados flows, blow my foes,
came, stormin on these hoes,
Master P, Silkk, Mystikal an Drama,
in the wit me cookin up this uncut.

(Chorus an Master P's x2)
(Suave House, No soldiers x16)