Gravedigga versuri

Versuri Sus – Gravedigga lyrics

[Intro]
(A movie by JDOT TV)
Gang, gang ,gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
(Hal made it special)
Gang, gang
Free the fucking killers
(Ay Krome, this one’s hard you know)
AR, SWavey, Free TScam, you get it?
Gi—Gi—Give him a one way flight to hell then book a return so it ain’t suspicious
Them A—Them AG blooudhound vicious, gang tryna put them twats in swishers
(Elevate, this mix sounds mad)

[Verse 1]
Gi—Gi—Give him a one way flight to hell then book a return so it ain’t suspicious
Them A—Them AG bloudhound vicious, gang tryna put them twats in swishers
What do you mean by stand on business? Understand I stood over niggas
Won that chase then lost that race, still runnin’ it up, red rags and riches
Got more years than I was alive then CK died, this life ain’t fair
Black Lives Matter outside my borough but in my borough I splatter jareers
She put Gucci up in her coochie, damn, my habits bought her veneers
My man rap, heard my man wanted to rap, my nigga just end careers
My heart still bleed invisible tears, ay, rest up Dolph, I wish he was here
I heard he’s plottin’, so I got him, mind your tongue cah the walls have ears
I can’t go act like the pack I smoke, light his head and face my fears
They fried his face, it’s Nutty Kentucky, you’re lucky to buck me and not be a duppy

[Chorus]
They say I’m unlucky, I should’ve gone clear but I’m a grave digger
AG PG, whole lot of K’s and we get paid, nigga
Bluwuu 2 was nothin’ but blah-blah, Gucci Zushi, Lolo’s Lala
Rest in peace to the ones we lost, rest in piss who the gang catch after

[Verse 2]
Corn got slapped infront of the pastor, heard that Mizz got killed by a barber
Bro told Ghost just come out the pub cah you know damn well you don’t drink no Lager
Tell lil’ twin it’s fuck the police cah I ain’t refused to be a good father
Why they accuse me? I’m just a artist, paintin’ walls, I leave my mark
I’m talkin’ murals, plural, I—I—I was dispersal, somewhere rural
Xa—Xa—Xabsi turned man blacksmith, heat that blade then melt that plastic
Rubber grip [?], wet his wig, I’m Suspect the Baptist
G for Gangster, A’s for Active, Queens too easy, Queens be practice
We— We are the reason gun boys parked there, all this shootin’, where’s their taxes?
My number one troll got blades inside his skull now he don’t chat shit
Free YS, Free Scam, Free Wavey, Free AR, Free M1
Free YA, Free KA, Free OGunz up north with the snow like John
The day before them porkies raided my drum, they hopped out traffic with guns
I beat that high speed chase and thought it was over, it just begun
The day before them porkies raided my drum, they hopped out, traffic with guns
High speed chase and try side by side with guns in my face, it was lookin’ long

[Chorus]
It feels so right to do man wrong ‘cause I’m a grave digger
AG PG, whole lot of K’s and we get paid, nigga
Bluwuu 2 was nothin’ but blah-blah, Gucci Zushi, Lolo’s Lala
Bluwuu 2 was nothin’ but blah-blah, Gucci Zushi, Lolo’s Lala

[Outro: Suspect]
Get me? Fuck Ceemizz, fuck Culprit
Fuck all the dead opps, fuck Smallz as well, you get me?
Fuck all these lot, you get me, bruv?
Fu— Suck your mum, man, you get me?

Written by: Sus