(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
Tercüme: Yo Gotti. Saf Kokain.
: (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
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo Ja Rule, Uh Shade and Irv Gotti Niggas don't want none of this Power gonna six nigga Ladies call me white Kane, pure as snow Like
cup Roll the pure dro up, stroll the floor tore up The difference between fab and ya'll, after I pick an auto up Every month I ain't gotta give more
the pure Dro up, Stroll the floor tore up The difference between Fab and ya'll, After I pick an auto up Every month I ain't gotta give more doe up Fuckin
(feat. Yo Gotti, Gucci Mane) [Chorus:] Pure cocaine, pure cocaine [x2] All I ever served out in these streets is pure cocaine [Young Cash:] Yeah, I
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo Ja Rule, Uh Shade and Irv Gotti Niggas don't want none of this {Ja Rule} Ladies call me white Kane, pure as snow Like cocaine, cutiepies
shit! You know what I'm bout to do this shit. Body this shit! Yeah, Blackwall Street niggas, the black Jim Hoffa, that's me. Chec, chec, check Yo... [
: Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo Ja Rule, Uh Shade and Irv Gotti Niggas don't want none of this {Ja Rule} Ladies call me white Kane, pure as snow Like cocaine,
for fun though Guy- Yo, yo, yo, yo (Cam- What's up?) what the fuck is wrong with you Cam- Fuck that it's not a game Guy- Yo, you ain't gotta be rythmin
picture's big Certain things that I gotta get rid And a whole lot more that I gotta get with So I gotta stay and roam on my own Gotta move on, I can'
on the cocain a scene that is psycho dope so pure feigns cling to the Light pole. Wet purer than holy water your wife know that she ain't gotta fly to
