Teezy Dinero - GraveDiggers 2

I be wit' the GraveDiggers who hop out and chase shit
Bro ain't wit' the talkin'
He gon' chalk ya he just spray shit
If it ain't makin' dollars you know it don't make sense
Pop out and i'm strapped wit' a choppa
I'm tryna broad day shit
Stop playin' boy act like ya know
Bitch my gang gon' up the score
RunDown he make shit hit the floor
Let's play a game called tag ya toe
Oh that's yo' bitch i fucked ya hoe
I put my trust in my pole
Free Boss send money to the bros
Forever stickin' to the code
Post on yo' block we make it hot
Bound to run up in ya spot
I can pop somethin' wit' this glock and fuck over a nigga top
Bitch it's safe to say i'm far from broke, my pockets full of guap
If i don't catch the play my brudda chop it, we all got a knot
I be wit' the GraveDiggers who hop out and chase shit
Bro ain't wit' the talkin'
He gon' chalk ya he just spray shit
If it ain't makin' dollars you know it don't make sense
Pop out and i'm strapped wit' a choppa
I'm tryna broad day shit
I be wit' the GraveDiggers who hop out and chase shit
Bro ain't wit' the talkin'
He gon' chalk ya he just spray shit
If it ain't makin' dollars you know it don't make sense
Pop out and i'm strapped wit' a choppa
I'm tryna broad day shit

Written by:
Torrance Ruff

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