[Intro: Stello & 600Breezy]
This a public service announcement, man
We the real Brick City 600, bitch, gang shit
Do our own hits, fuck all you new niggas
All you new niggas get the fuck on 'cause
Ever since you niggas came it ain't been nothin' but bullshit
Niggas gon' try to name some of the original niggas like, "Oh, yeah, we the only ones left"
Bitch, you wasn't never a part of it
Fuckin' goofy, you was a fuckin' guest on this block
Fuckin' clown-ass nigga got a lil' clout
Now he think he can dick taste some shit, lit bitch
(Close the door, close the door)
(Turn the lights down low)
(If he sees you, he won't come for you) Huh
(Close the door, close the door)
(Turn the lights down low)
I feel like talkin' my shit right now, ayy (You can't run if he sees you in there)
[Verse 1]
See, I didn't ride Sosa wave and I didn't piggyback off Durk
They the guys don't get me wrong but I put it in my own work
Niggas dropped they lil' diss and then they end up in the dirt
Half you niggas wasn't 'round when we was puttin' shit on shirts
I'ma die for my niggas, bitch, I'ma ride for my shit
Niggas was screamin', "LA" but never pulled up on the met'
Nigga, Stello said it best, bitch, we do our hits
We accepted most you niggas, man, y'all wasn't a part of shit
And you can't be from 600 if you didn't come from the Bricks, nigga, ayy
Bitch, you can't be from 600 if you— If you ain't come from no Bricks, shorty, you ain't from over here, nigga, ayy, huh
Say, listen up, took for niggas to get famous to start gettin' tough
And they call me handyman 'cause I was always toolied up
Blick it up
Nigga never play with me, he gettin' punched
I can't tell if you from over there or 600 with us
Bitch, I'm rockstar, it was Stello, it was Turno, it was Dutch, nigga
Ayy, them my niggas, nigga, huh
When Lil' Boo died I got locked the same day we went to slide
I ain't even wanna rap, I wish that LA was alive
I was born on King Drive and that's still where I reside
Drillin', postin' every day, I bet you hoped I didn't survive
Niggas goofies, claimin' shit but they don't never come outside, nigga, ayy
Niggas don't even come outside, nigga, look
This a public service announcement, man
We the real Brick City 600, bitch, gang shit
Do our own hits, fuck all you new niggas
All you new niggas get the fuck on 'cause
Ever since you niggas came it ain't been nothin' but bullshit
Niggas gon' try to name some of the original niggas like, "Oh, yeah, we the only ones left"
Bitch, you wasn't never a part of it
Fuckin' goofy, you was a fuckin' guest on this block
Fuckin' clown-ass nigga got a lil' clout
Now he think he can dick taste some shit, lit bitch
(Close the door, close the door)
(Turn the lights down low)
(If he sees you, he won't come for you) Huh
(Close the door, close the door)
(Turn the lights down low)
I feel like talkin' my shit right now, ayy (You can't run if he sees you in there)
[Verse 1]
See, I didn't ride Sosa wave and I didn't piggyback off Durk
They the guys don't get me wrong but I put it in my own work
Niggas dropped they lil' diss and then they end up in the dirt
Half you niggas wasn't 'round when we was puttin' shit on shirts
I'ma die for my niggas, bitch, I'ma ride for my shit
Niggas was screamin', "LA" but never pulled up on the met'
Nigga, Stello said it best, bitch, we do our hits
We accepted most you niggas, man, y'all wasn't a part of shit
And you can't be from 600 if you didn't come from the Bricks, nigga, ayy
Bitch, you can't be from 600 if you— If you ain't come from no Bricks, shorty, you ain't from over here, nigga, ayy, huh
Say, listen up, took for niggas to get famous to start gettin' tough
And they call me handyman 'cause I was always toolied up
Blick it up
Nigga never play with me, he gettin' punched
I can't tell if you from over there or 600 with us
Bitch, I'm rockstar, it was Stello, it was Turno, it was Dutch, nigga
Ayy, them my niggas, nigga, huh
When Lil' Boo died I got locked the same day we went to slide
I ain't even wanna rap, I wish that LA was alive
I was born on King Drive and that's still where I reside
Drillin', postin' every day, I bet you hoped I didn't survive
Niggas goofies, claimin' shit but they don't never come outside, nigga, ayy
Niggas don't even come outside, nigga, look
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