[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 n***as 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, n***as 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 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: Jusblow]
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, 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 n***a drop a n***a
Singing like the opera n***a
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
N***as 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 n***a
I swear to god we got this shit on lock
N***as 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 n***a
We ride with toasters get yo ass burnt up
6 0 we run the city got this bitch turnt up n***a
We neat deep in the game, most you n***as is lame
They ain't been 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
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