[Eightball]

Yeah i'ma be real wit you motherfuckas

It done been once and it can be done again

Your family now, welcome to the Suave house



[Thorough]

Well I was broke down and out sitting at the house

Two blunts see wit the third blunt hanging out my mouth

Thinking bout how these no clout niggas feel they got cash

And guess a nigga want smooth

Get they ass, but pass me the mass and the mag (uh huh)

If I don't act bad like P jab you niggas should be glad

He had plush pads from coast to coast

Happy capping ass nigga who love to boast

So I post at the strip club, the trick site

Cause I know that's where he spend most of his nights

I'm right outside, when this fool gonna leave the spot

4:30 in da morning we headed out the parking lot

Trailed him up the block made a left at the stop sign

Lame ass nigga rolling solo in a 9-9

At the red light I pulls up on the right

Put two up in his heart he's another armed robbery



[Gillie Da Kid]

Let's get this money run in the crib cock your hammer

Nigga move then you pop your hammer

Shit is real, you react you get killed

Playboy this the deal

I want the dough, the bricks the keys to your whips

A nigga act fly you pop him in his thigh

Let him know that he can die nigga eye for eye

Where the stash nigga, Where your cash nigga

Suave house cut you from neck to ass nigga

Pulling out your heat but you scared to blast nigga

Fucking around wit me you be under grass nigga

Family, friends a thing of the past nigga

Defintely ain't the first and won't be the last nigga

Grab the bag put the duffle over the shoulder

Ran down the steps hopped into the rover

Hi speed chase fuck it take the shoulder