[Intro: 600Breezy]

Six O

Gang gang gang gang gang

[Verse 1: 600Breezy]

I'm in the cut with the mop, trying to clean a nigga block

Pop out, Glock out, everybody getting sparked

These niggas snitches man, my city full of narcs

Bullets flying at these targets you would think I'm throwing darts

Slamming rakes, popping gates, fuck the Jakes

If you disrespect L'A I'll put this .40 to your face and just spaz out

Bossman my shooter on the block with them 9's out

And I'm going crazy 'till they free my lil bro 9 out

Extended clips, irons out, head shots spill your mind out

Niggas pulling up they hide out aim for his back blow his spine out

Tell these fuck niggas turn up

We sliding with the torch, motherfuckers getting burned up

I'm smoking Tooka like a hookah

Team 600 full of shooters

MACs, TECs, German Rugers

Leave 'em stinking like manure

All my shorties buckin' shootin'

[?] don't shoot 'em

Niggas knowing how I'm rocking

I'm a hundred times six, so these Y's I'm dropping

Rubber band shit, lil nigga what's popping?

Call me Breezy from The Bricks

I ain't never been a hooper, all I know is shooting bricks

I'm out here on 600, ten toes in this shit

You don't wanna tweak with us, we got poles in this bitch