Who Shot Ya 600Breezy

[Intro]
What, what, 6-O Breez-O, nigga, you know how I'm comin' man on cartel shit, nigga
What, sick of niggas, man

[Verse 1]
Look, to death, the last real nigga left
These niggas foul sworn I'm handin' out tecs
Pullin' grounds with the Crips and the Jects
600gs, and I ain't worried about shit I got my gun on me
Bet I make it home to that daughter and that son I feed
Niggas hatin' on me, I got that quick on me
Glock squeeze while you chop cheese from this bacon, homie

[Verse 2]
I walked around with a couple gs, we swarm down on niggas like some killer bees
I still ride around with tommys and semis, got a problem tell them niggas get wit me
Couple homies that are lookin' so different
They the same but they loyalty missin'
Cuz' i rap niggas think that I'm slippin'
Bullets hot like your grandmother's kitchen on Thanksgiving and she just cooked some chitlins and I'm the mic for this team
Bitch I'm definitely pimpin', nigga

[Verse 3]
I heard some niggas say my name in they raps like they ain't heard bout' them niggas got clapped
Quickest way to get your stupid ass wacked
Glock-23s, FNs, semis, and macs, yeah I'm into all that
Totin' pistols since way back, way back, burn your Du-rag to a wave cap
We already known for shootin' up the place
Fuckin' with Breez-O it ain't safe