Close Ones

I only ride with my close ones Roll the windows up when you're 'bout to smoke one We gotta roll We about to roll No homie got the heat but keep it on the down low I only ride with my close ones I only ride with my close ones I only ride with my close ones Only ride with my close ones Only ride with my clubs King of clubs With my gun Making bread with all my brothas Cuz the struggles where we from O.T.S is my family i'm always rolling with you In the lab we shining twine Breakin down all these trees I'm the crown on these streets I'm the keys to the city Ridin' around, Gettin' gritty with a tek and a fifty I got the heat for your ass or my name was silly sam (?) I got love for all my cousins, They the ones posting my bail My squads more than officials We're northwest hustlers Ain't dealing with no busters Ain't nobody get touched cuz If you tryina hurt my peoples i'm faster than 9-11 It's loyalty for royalty I talk with my hand on my gun I been livin' that street life as my boy asa hilltop I really come out the gutter with a gangsta's appeal Shutout to neighborhood crips down in cali, they ok When you tryina get out of the struggle they can't lose to get paid I only ride with my close ones Roll the windows up when you're 'bout to smoke one We gotta roll We about to roll No homie got the heat but keep it on the down low I only ride with my close ones I only ride with my close ones I only ride with my close ones Only ride with my close ones I'm the richest cuz the people that i keep around Don't fuck with any other mafucka be forced to put it down I keep my feet to the ground I'm a solid nigga I only roll with niggas that keep it the same, nigga Only g brothas Official like a referee My niggas got my back, So don't be testing me Marcus smith, i know you got me cousin Handle your bid, No shittin' straight talkin' My niggas solid Niggas need to take notes Whats up you bitches? Grab you hoes by the throat Quick and chain money You know that I'm rockin' with you And if these niggas get to trippin' imma sock em with you Throw a box of tissues, For all these hatin' niggas Keep on makin' us famous, We keep on makin' g hitters I only ride with my close ones My niggas beast X men when the phone comes I only ride with my close ones Roll the windows up when you're 'bout to smoke one We gotta roll We about to roll No homie got the heat but keep it on the down low I only ride with my close ones I only ride with my close ones I only ride with my close ones Only ride with my close ones I lock it and cock it back And lay you on the starter cap Got the all black Coat club hood, dunno where you starters at I'm in the west where i rest, i'm blessed i'm still breathing I got some friends that are felons that you may see as heathens Just leave it They asking questions but they don't get answers All about respect, g Co-op and mind your fuckin' manners Walk the line get your mile ride Maintain your composure all the time And know your fuckin' circle I watch the streets cuz they watch me back They play for keeps but you sleep then you weep and go take a nap Its fuckin' vicious here in California Know the dress code where you're at and don't hang out, or comas I only rock with my close ones and that's a fact Ten shot, 9mm shes on my lap And that's a rap Make her mad and she gonna let you know That you too close, click click clack and she gonna let it go She my body, i'm a cloud We gonna blow some I only ride with my close ones Roll the windows up when you're 'bout to smoke one We gotta roll We about to roll No homie got the heat but keep it on the down low I only ride with my close ones I only ride with my close ones I only ride with my close ones Only ride with my close ones