Pure Cocaine (исполнитель: Yo Gotti, Gucci Mane & Young Cash)

[bad word] 
 
Pure cocaine, pure cocaine [x2]
All I ever served out in these streets is pure cocaine
  [bad word] x2]
 
[Yo gotti]
 
Remember me coca'ina you like my best friend,
When I was down and **** up you got my **** in
 
Far as I remember my **** 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
 
I'm like a bird myself **** wrap me up and move me,
I got a stamp in the middle the whole hood approve me
 
But you can't break me down (down) you gotta sell me whole (whole),
It's a drought on real niggas you already know
 
I'm that ether **** that fish scale,
You that oil base homie you don't cook well
 
I'm yo gotti the king and I got that young cash,
New money in a [bad word] dufflebag
 
All hundreds in a sour [bad word] bag,
Young money **** I keep a couple hundred stashed
  [bad word] 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,
I'm 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 **** cook dat dope faster,
Make that dope stretch like a 80 inch plasma
 
Coke **** dope **** smokin on my airplane,
80 in the air man bricks over here mane
 
[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 I'm goin 62,
Both hands on the steering wheel drivin like a old lady do
 
Crackers pull me over they aint got **** 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 it's 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 don't let these crackers try to search this lil ol' honda accord.
 
**** I'm wide awake, I aint sleepy so I aint gon swerve
Told you I like the traffic when it rain I call em thunderbirds
 
I'm the only one touch the work so I know it's all good,
Cause I don't move nothing but, nothin but, nothin but
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