Ain\'t No Sunshine
Boy ya can't fuck with this, You bust caps at my Regal and ya missedBoy ya can't fuck with this, You bust caps at my Regal and ya missedBoy ya can't fuck with this, You bust caps at my Regal and ya missed[Verse 1]Boy ya can't fuck with this, Ya bust caps at my Regalnow you're done-diddy-done-didddy-doneAnd nothing can save yaCreepin' through your city it's the garden block gatorAnd I got hemmed up by the feds because of snitchesShoot up your whole block with the fully's hittin' switchesSince I was new to the cityYa thought bustin' caps was gonna scare a G off like a kitty? Hell nahI refuse to loose respect, break necksTo get mines big niggas get checkedAnd it don't matter who ya areCause once you're dead and gone, lfacin' up at starsIt Aint No SunsineChorus (X2)Ain't no sunshine, Ain't no sunshineAin't no sunshine, when ya gone[Verse 2]I keep my mind on survivin', one in the chamberMy pistol when I'm ridin'One-times want me dead, the judge wants me straplessPraying that I'm next to get stuck up on a jack-listThey got me guilty until proven innocentCracked my juvenile files, want me washed up the NileSo-called homies turned on me, and tattledHad me rattled when I heard the feds was in SeattlePunk bitch snitches die suckin' on a dickWrapped in plastic, floating with they throats slitStraight razor ear-to-ear nosey ones get stitch scarsWatch the homies hit that ass cause on the yard It Ain't No SunshineChorus (X2)Ain't no sunshine, Ain't no sunshineAin't no sunshine, when ya gone[Verse 3]See, some think their bad cause they biggerSucka-ass nigga caught a slug in the liverLayin' on the concrete bleedin out the kidneyFuckin with a young G, got buck quicklyDropped the gat in his drawers, gave up his setSpit a loogie on his chest showing no regretA murder-man, killa, mad at the worldNatural born, jackin bitches for diamonds and pearlsCome bangin' on my door, 15's stackedI answered with the Mac cause im sittin' on YacSee I'm a G from the hood the BG's idolI front them caine on the spot cause money is survivalHe says whatsup big homie, give a nigga dapsAnd put that (???) under the door as I gets the sackI'm on my toes so be hold on that bergalin'Cause ain't no sunshine for murder-men[Verse 4: Tuna Bug]It's the loc dog psycho, so go for your gunCause Im'a go for mine and be a nigga on the runSo that shotgun splatters, eatin' up yo shitThe loom-loon-loom got your windshield in your face, bitchYou can't fuck with a criminalI fill your shit with holes then send your ass to your funeralThen who knows, the getaway schemeBack three's through the G to my house in the treeI'm livin low, but most of it's highCotton mouth the most I think I'll blame it on the buddah thaiAnd that's why, I live off the gatWhy throw it away? with or without it they gon' watch my assCause it's my first strike so a nigga go for bloodSo when it's on, it's me or the fuzzI'm stuck in the slum and bound to get mineWith one life to live, it Ain't No SunshineChorus