paroles de chanson Pure Cocaine (feat. Gucci Mane & Young Cash) - Yo Gotti , Young Cash , Gucci Mane
(Feat.
Young
Cash
& Gucci
Mane)
Chorus
Pure
cocaine,
pure
cocaine
x2
All
i
ever
served
out
in
these
streets
is
pure
cocaine
Young
cash
Yeah,
i
never
thought
i
would
be
ridin
dirty
on
i-10
just
reup
and
flip
again,
Rent
a
car
from
enterprise
license
proof
of
insurance
Speed
limit
65
so
im
goin
62,
Both
hands
on
the
steering
wheel
drivin
like
a
old
lady
do
Crackers
pull
me
over
they
aint
got
shit
gotta
let
me
dip,
Purple
haze
is
all
i
smoke
but
she
couldn't
make
it
on
this
trip
Usaully
keep
a
pistol
too
one
in
the
chamber
clip
full,
Not
today
on
i-10
its
nothing
but
me
and
redbull
Collared
shirt
brown
slacks
lookin
like
a
business
man,
Bible
on
the
passenger
side
yeah
i'm
a
christian
man
Yeah
i
pray
to
god
let
me
get
these
bricks
back
lord,
Please
dont
let
these
crackers
try
to
search
this
lil
ol'
honda
accord.
Shit
i'm
wide
awake,
i
aint
sleepy
so
i
aint
gon
swerve
Told
you
i
like
to
trap
it
when
it
rain
i
call
em
thunderbirds
Im
the
only
one
touch
the
work
so
i
know
its
all
good,
Cause
i
don't
move
nothing
but,
nothin
but,
nothin
but
Chorus
x2
Yo
gotti
Remember
me
coca'ina
you
like
my
best
friend,
When
i
was
down
and
fucked
up
you
got
my
ass
in
Far
as
i
remember
my
nigga
my
life
is
full
of
pain,
I
posted
up
in
the
snow
i
stood
out
in
the
rain
I
laid
that
white
on
the
table
i
watch
em
catch
a
drain,
I
knew
right
then
right
there
that
i
would
never
live
the
same
Im
like
a
bird
myself
nigga
wrap
me
up
and
move
me,
I
got
a
stamp
in
the
middle
the
whole
hood
approve
me
But
you
cant
break
me
down
(down)
you
gotta
sell
me
whole
(whole),
Its
a
drought
on
real
niggas
you
already
know
Im
that
ether
nigga
that
fish
scale,
You
that
oil
base
homie
you
don't
cook
well
Im
yo
gotti
the
king
and
i
got
that
young
cash,
New
money
in
a
muthafuckin
dufflebag
All
hundreds
in
a
sour
creme
ruffles
bag,
Young
money
bitch
i
keep
a
couple
hundred
stashed
Chorus
x2
Gucci
mane
Coca'ina
heavily
cooking
dope
excessively,
Heavy
risk
activity
my
god
given
ability
Hid
the
bricks
in
the
6 wait
'til
they
get
low
to?,
Shawtys
start
a
lotta
problems
let
her
start
it
off
wit
bricks
Gucci
mane
the
dope
boy
point
me
where
the
jays
at,
Heres
a
50
slab
watch
my'74
to
payday
Shawty
want
some
hardball
baby
want
some
powder,
Im
so
high
i
see
stone
mountain
Gucci
got
da
birds
i
aint
talkin
bout
da
falcons,
Gucci
slangin
birds
also
known
as
a
dragon
Hundred
pounds
of
midgrade
stash
that
in
my
magnum,
Roll
it
to
the
country
then
them
country
boys
i
tax
them
Gucci
mane
bastard
cook
dat
dope
faster,
Make
that
dope
stretch
like
a
80
inch
plasma
Coke
skank
dope
skank
smokin
on
my
airplane,
80
in
the
air
man
bricks
over
here
mane
Chorus
x2
1 Walkin in Memphis
2 What It Is (feat. Bohagon)
3 Givin Up
4 Back in the Hood
5 We Gangsta (feat. Birdman & All Star)
6 Aww Man (feat. Juelz Santana)
7 Pure Cocaine (feat. Gucci Mane & Young Cash)
8 Intro (feat. DJ Smallz)
9 Talk to Em
10 Umma Do Me
11 Like To Shine
12 Product Of The Streets
13 My N****z
14 Keep It on the Low
15 Hoody
16 Nite Life
17 Hello
18 Real Talk
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