Black Tee lyrics

[chorus below 2x]
I rob in my black tee
Get licks in my black tee
All in ur house searchin for bricks in my black tee
I slang in my blacktee
I bang in my black tee
All in the club spitting game in my black tee
I bling in my black tee serve feigns in my black tee
Fuck a white tee i look clean in my black tee

Verse 1
I hit the scene, black scene in an all black shirt
Black mask on my face
Leave all yall murk
2 bricks, 20 stacks, and 30 pounds of the perk
I`m a lick-hit nigga
All i do is do dirt
Leave a red blood stain on ur all white shirt
?Gucci?-man so gutter, I steal money out ur purse
Lay out in your yard, robbin while u go to church

Verse 2
Ak-47 to 11 in my black tee
I`m riddin in my chevy
Police heavy, they can`t catch me
I rob in my black tee
I mob in my black tee
Switch up and change cloths
After the job in my black tee
Niggas don`t even kno me
When i have in my black tee
Catch a cab on a back street
I ain`t sellin dope
I`m in the lab in my black tee
I always pack a pistol
for them crabs tryin to jack me

[chorus]

||Verse 3||
Yes, see that, i`m peepin the scene
In my black tee
With a black fitted cap
And air max
To match my black tee
Fuck a white tee
I look shady in my black tee
Getting licks and sending niggaz to Grady
In my black tee
Black joggin pants,
But ain`t no runnin in my black tee
I`m in all black
So i get more shine off my gold teeth
Ain`t no hatin
Cuz real niggaz wear what they wanna wear
The eastside never kill niggaz
And we never kill

||Verse 4||
I look mean in my black tee
Stacks in my black tee
Cadillac on black
We tote gats in our black tee
Chevy on them 23`s
Dependin on how u live
On the Block fuck my enemies
Asshoes in a black tee
Shawty says she like me
Cuz i move bricks and stack cash in my black tee
The feds try indite me
I heared it from amigo
Escalades and condo
Black tees and girbuads
Talkin shit to ur stank hoes
Steppin on niggaz toes

[chorus]

||Verse 5||
Be dressed off in my black tee
Fitted hat, black gat
And some accesseries
Black rag, black mask
And a gold grill
Sometimes them pants come down
Do it all for the thrill
A nigga might get shout
A nigga might get killed
In my black tee
In your house, yeah nigga
And I`m lookin for those keys
I hope i find a rubberband
Stacked with that cheese
If we fire too much
Ass it, nigga, let him bleed
Never again
Let a nigga live that squealed on me
Let him kno that I`m a hard head
Nigga from the east
With that anger
Inflict pain in my black tee
Take him to the concrete
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