[Verse 1: Edai]

I say 6-0 gang shit

Famous make you famous

Justblow in the cut, you can't tell [?]

Breezy got the tool and ya man when he spray shit

Dotarachi with me too, bet he on the same shit

Gang shit, all my niggas real, ain't no lame shit

Only one, gone get this money, fuck the fame shit

Came with my day ones, we ain't never change shit

Started getting money, now i speak a different language

600 just 600 bitch, no we not the same clique

Due to the fame, niggas changed, but i can't switch

It's really true, I know they want us to lose

But we really came from nothing, we got nothing to lose

[Verse 2: S Dot]

Im from the 6, where you can't stop on them corners

Everyday a body drop and that's normal

Grew up in that city, had to tote, only option is murder

Why the fuck you on the block with no purpose

And so my niggas gone, and ain't getting sent back

So we riding with them pipes tryna get our lick back

Team 600, ain't no stopping a semi, bro'nem still on the block with them glizzys

We ready for em, man these niggas took my bro and they feel it for him

Get that call, heard they lackin then we headed to em

060 we official, put a hole in that boy like a window

Niggas sneaky talk, whats the issue

Ask a nigga what he talkin, put the Glock to his dental, we ready

[Verse 3: Jusblow]

Where I come from its 6 double 0 nigga

He thought he caught me loafin, but I up my pole quicker

Famous make you famous, bitch he a soul lifter

2 tone chrome, lots of shots gone hit ya

Shots blicking off, looking like a burst picture

If you ain't in the frame, how the fuck you get the picture

I saw dogs turn to rats, and rats into snakes

You was scared to do that hit, i saw it in yo face

Switching lanes like I'm still on high speed with the jakes

Caught him loafin out his hood the nipple kissed his face

[Verse 4: Young Famous]

Pop a nigga drop a nigga

Singing like the opera nigga

Killing all the opposition

See the future pure munition

6 0 [?]

Im colder than a polar bear

Yo bitch she looking over here, you better keep her over there

Niggas really pussy, really fuck em until he gushy

Famous make you famous, i ain't talking bout a movie

Bitch im reppin 6 0, cooling with my citgos

We hungry like some hippos, clog his face like a pimple

[Verse 5: 600Breezy]

Team 600 naw this ain't dipset

We pull up with slammers make yo whole clique wet nigga

I swear to god we got this shit on lock

Niggas sneak dissin us, like they can't get popped

I'm Breezo from the 6, wassup

You ever see yo bitch with me, know that she got fucked nigga

We ride with toasters get yo ass burnt up

6 0 we run the city got this bitch turnt up nigga

We neat deep in the game, most you niggas is lame

They ain't been through our pain, so nigga stay in your lane

We cut the game like machetes, naw these niggas ain't ready

We rip these niggas in peaces, and toss em up like confetti

I'm in the booth off the Tooka, I'm surrounded by shootas

We move more chickens than hooters, we still got gizzys and rugers

L'A Gang man, Baldy World, Shaq City