[Intro]

6-0
Gang,gang,gang

[Verse 1]

Am In the cut with the Mop tryna claim
A N***as block, pop out Glock out
Everybody getting sparked
These N***a snitches man
My city full of narks
Bullets flying at these targets
You go think am throwing darts
Slamming rakes, hopping gates
If you disrespect L.A i'll put this 40
To your face and just spazz out
BossMan my shooter on the block
With the nines out
And am going crazy until they free
My little bro nine out
Extended clip eyes out
Head shot blow your mind out
N***as pulling up, and they hiding out
Aim for his back blow his spine out
Tell these fuck n***as turn up
Am sliding with the torch
Mother fuckers getting burned up
Am smoking tooker like a hooker
Team 600, full of shooters
Macs,Tecs,German-Rugers
Leave him stinking like
Manuwa
All my shorties fucking shooting
Car roll trip, like naa don't shoot him,(Don't shoot him Bro)
N***as know how am rocking
Am one hundred times six
So these Y's am dropping
Rubber band shit lil n***a what's popping
Call me Breezy from the bricks
I ain't never been a hooper
All I know is shooting bricks
Am out here on six-hundred
Tin toes in this shit
You don't want to tweak with us
We got poles in this bitch