Black Tee Lyrics - Crime Mob

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Black Tee

[Chorus 4x]
See I rob in my black tee
Get licks in my black tee
All in your house searching for bricks in my black tee

[Verse 1]
I hit the scene black jeans and an all black shirt
Black mask on my face leave all ya'll murk
Two bricks, twenty stacks, and a few pounds of the perk
In a niggas stash house straight looking for the work
I'm a lick head nigga all I do is do dirt
Leave a red blood stain on your all white shirt
Gucci men so gutter ill steal money out your purse
Lay off in your yard, rob you when you go to church

[Verse 2]
Ak-47 to eleven in my black tee
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I'm ridding 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 know me
When I have on my black tee
Murder me a nigga
Catch a cab on a back street
I ain't selling dope
I'm in the lab in my black tee
Always pack a pistol
For them crabs trying to jack me

[Chorus 4x]
I rob in my black tee
Get licks in my black tee
All in your house searching for bricks in my black tee

[Verse 3]
Yes, see that, I’m peeping 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 niggas to Grady
In my black tee
Black jogging pants,
But ain't no running in my black tee
I'm in all black
So I get more shine out my gold teeth
Ain't no hating
Because real niggas going to wear what they want to wear
The eastside never can niggas
And we never kill

[Verse 4]
I look mean in my black tee
Stacks in my black tee
Cadillac on flat
We tote gats in our black tee
Shine in my black tee
Chevy on them 23's
Depending on how you live
On the block
Fuck my enemies
Fuck hoes in my black tee
Shawty says she like me
Because I move early
The feds try indite me
I heard it from amigo
Escalades and condo
Black tees and weed
Talking shit to your stank hoe
Shine on my black tee
Dreads and gold teeth
DPs and TVs
I'm flossing in my humvee

[Chorus 4x]
I rob in my black tee
Get licks in my black tee
All in your house searching for bricks in my black tee

[Verse 5]
I be dressed off in my black tee
Fitted hat, black gat
And some soulja rees
Black rag, black mask
And a gold grill
Sometimes them masks come down
Do it all for the scrill
A nigga might get shot
A nigga might get killed
In my black tee
In your house, yeah nigga
And I'm looking for them keys
I hope I find them rubber band
Stacks with them G’s
If we fire too much
Fuck it, nigga, let him bleed
Never again
Let a nigga live that squealed on me
Let him know that I'm a hard headed
Nigga from the east
With that anger bring pain
In my all black tee
Bring it to the concrete
Count one, two, three

[Verse 6]
No sending the apology
This is our philosophy
Got to floss my black tee
Problems I don't have any
Scandalous to the last penny
Damage in that cash register
Switch fast my hustle better
I'm thirsty for the next level
With my finesse
I bless the world in like 60 seconds
It ought to be paid
I had to think like thirty minuets faster
And at the end
I don’t see nothing but numbers standin
Wit a cannon satanic, movement kind of schitzo
I’ll stand with this shit
I can put the work where the shit goes
Go in wit 16 parts and transform it into a shipload
In my black tee

[Chorus 4x]
I rob in my black tee
Get licks in my black tee
All in your house searching for bricks in my black tee

[Verse 7]
Black tees and Dickey shorts
Late night when I'm switching out
Pull up at my destination
That’s my partner’s business house
Park the car, hit the lights
Rollin up in this shit tonight
Know where that niggas stash is
Not no telling how much cash he got
And we going to subtract some of that cash
That he stacked, wit these masks, and this gat
We’ll put his ass on this plaque
Black tees up in this bitch
And I got half on this sack
If you niggas anit chip in shit
Hit it once and pass it back

[Verse 8]
Bitch I mob in my black tee
Do jobs in my black tee
Catch me on the block
Slinging crank in my black tee
Make stacks in my black tee
Two gats in my black tee
Make one move you going to get splattered in your white tee
Don’t act like you don’t like me
Like you want to fight me
You recognize gang
Because my zoo be so heavy
Ridding in that Chevy
Black on black
You can’t catch me
Why you want to test me?
You know that I’m ready
Get your white tee
Hit you with some shit
You can't hold steady
Acting like you ready
I'll put four off in your belly
If you don’t die then
I'll put another in your skelly
Yup In my Black Tee…
Yup In my Black Tee…
Yup In my Black Tee…
Yup In my Black Tee…


[Chorus 4x]
I rob in my black tee
Get licks in my black tee
All in your house searching for bricks in my black tee






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your lyrics suck | Reviewer: youngblood | 12/24/2004

damn, your lyrics are way fucking off. i gave you the real lyrics, why dont you update them? you dont even have the chorus and your verses are the same thign repeated with different words added in. come on now.

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