(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
: (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,
these motherfuckers die whose runnin the streets i sell that cocaine cause in the the dope game, niggas'll die 'fore they go broke mayne another hustler makin' major cash
age, five-years-old we were young bucks scrubbin' each others backs in the bathtub Babysitter would send you to bed but she would make me stay up so she could give the young
crack spot Took out the cash box And left with the flash(?) doc(?) Shit, you know J'aibe soin d'un crayon The Gingerbread Man J'aibe soin d'un crayon My young
from me Bring your do' to me, cock sucker I own your block, you young dumb motherfucker I'm in the kitchen, with my game face on Making this cocaine,
mean cases, made the forty five keep me alive Made the sawed off speak in different tongues, fuck bein black, gifted and young I'm young, black and strapped
stoopid swag Rubberbands, duffle bags, small bills, trash bags Apple chain on my neck, you know that cost stoopid cash Maserati for the wash, that's that foolish cash
Take your time young man Mama used to say don't you rush to get old Mama used to say take it in your stride Uh, uh Killa Cam Mama used to say live your
got my niggaz addicted Crack!! But got my niggaz convicted Crack!! Why niggaz stand on the block Its called Crack!! It got my man and 'em shot I said Crack!! what niggaz sell for the cash
he's prepard to die It'll be a gangsta's paradise to shoot dice in the sky In institutions drug abutions since my younger days Motherfuck a 9 to 5 my
than holla You think you bout it, get your piece and holla Squeze the piece when I think it's problems, do you follow? Young Muhammad Atta, no plane lessons, cocaine
he told the dealer make sure there's no equivalent So that makes this a one of one That means none before it, none to come Young money but the money aint young
guns is like the last Lennox Lewis fight, short on rounds I'm used to dra-ma, ride wit the tool and hammer All you young rap dudes is bammers [Paul Cain
(feat. Akon, Rick Ross, Young Jeezy, Lil Boosie, Trick Daddy, Ace Hood & Plies) [DJ Khaled (Akon):] DJ Khaled! We the Best Season has returned! (Cause
too [Down:] That's why I gotta get the paper, homey [B-Real:] Just like you [Verse 1: Down] 'Fore the days of a young'n, I learned to count my cash Only