[Verse 1: Edai]
I say 6 0 gang sh**
Famous records, famous
Justblow in the cut, you can't tell [?]
Breezy got the tool and ya man when he spray sh**
Dotarachi with me too, bet he on the same sh**
Gang sh**, all my n***as real, ain't no lame sh**
Only one, gone get this money, f** the fame sh**
Came with my day ones, we ain't never change sh**
Started getting money, now i speak a different language
600 just 600 b**h, no we not the same clique
Due to the fame, n***as changed, but i can't switch
Its 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 thats normal
Grew up in that city, had to tote, only option is murder
Why the f** you on the block with no purpose
And so my n***as 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 n***as 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
n***as sneaky talk, whats the issue
Ask a n***a what he talkin, put the Glock to his dental, we ready
[Verse 3: Justblow]
Where i come from its 6 double 0 n***a
He thought he caught me loafin, but i up my pole quicker
Famous make you famous, b**h 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 f** 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 im still on high speed with the jakes
Caught him loafin [?]
[Verse 4: Young Famous]
Pop a n***a drop a n***a
Singing like the opera n***a
k**ing all the opposition
See the future pure munition
6 0 [?]
Im colder than a polar bear
Yo b**h she looking over here, you better keep her over there
n***as really p**y, really f** em until he gushy
Famous make you famous, i ain't talking bout a movie
b**h 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 n***a
I swear to god we got this sh** on lock
n***as sneak dissin us, like they can't get popped
Im brezo from the 6, wa**up
You ever see yo b**h with me, know that she got f**ed n***a
We ride with toasters get yo a** burnt up
6 0 we run the city got this b**h turnt up n***a
We neat deep in the game, most you n***as is lame
They ain't beep through our pain, so n***a stay in your lane
We cut the game like machetes, naw these n***as ain't ready
We rip these n***as in peaces, and toss em up like confetti
Im in the booth off the tooka, im surrounded by shootas
We move more chickens than hooters, we still got gizzys and rugers