(chorus below 3x) I rob in my black tee Hit licks in my black tee All in ur house searchin for bricks in my black tee
Verse 1 I hit the scene, black jeans in an all black shirt Black mask on my face Leave all yall murk 2 bricks, 20 stacks, and 3 pounds of the Purp In a niggas stash house straight looking for the work I'm a lick-hit nigga All i do is do dirt Leave a red blood stain on ur all white shirt Gucci Mane so gutter, I steal money out ur purse Lay off in your yard, rob u go to church
Verse 2 Ak-47 2-11 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 clothes After the job in my black tee Niggas don't even kno me When i have on my black tee I murder me a nigga 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
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||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 F**k a white tee I look shady in my black tee hit 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 'cause real niggaz wear what they wanna wear The eastside never Again niggaz And we never kill
||Verse 4|| I look mean in my black tee Stacks in my black tee Cadillac on Flats We tote gats in our black tee Shine in my black tee Chevy on them 23's Dependin on how u live On the Block f**k my enemies Pull hoes my black tee Shawty says she like me 'cause 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
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||Verse 5|| Be dressed off in my black tee Fitted hat, black gat And some Solja Ree's(Reeboks) Black rag, black mask And a gold grill Sometimes them pants come down Do it all for the skrill A nigga might get shot 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 F**k 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 Count 123
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