Ain't No Sunshine

(feat. Tuna Bug)
 Boy ya can't fuck with this, You bust caps at my Regal and ya missed
 Boy ya can't fuck with this, You bust caps at my Regal and ya missed
 Boy 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 Regal
 Now you're done-diddy-done-didddy-done
 And nothing can save ya
 Creepin' through your city it's the garden block gator
 And I got hemmed up by the feds because of snitches
 Shoot up your whole block with the fully's hittin' switches
 Since I was new to the city
 Ya thought bustin' caps was gonna scare a G off like a kitty? Hell nah
 I refuse to loose respect, break necks
 To get mines big niggas get checked
 And it don't matter who ya are
 Cause once you're dead and gone, lfacin' up at stars
 It Ain't No Sunsine
 [Chorus: x2]
 Ain't no sunshine, Ain't no sunshine
 Ain't no sunshine, when ya gone
 [Verse 2:]
 I keep my mind on survivin', one in the chamber
 My pistol when I'm ridin'
 One-times want me dead, the judge wants me strapless
 Praying that I'm next to get stuck up on a jack-list
 They got me guilty until proven innocent
 Cracked my juvenile files, want me washed up the Nile
 So-called homies turned on me, and tattled
 Had me rattled when I heard the feds was in Seattle
 Punk bitch snitches die suckin' on a dick
 Wrapped in plastic, floating with they throats slit
 Straight razor ear-to-ear nosey ones get stitch scars
 Watch the homies hit that ass cause on the yard It Ain't No Sunshine
 [Chorus: x2]
 Ain't no sunshine, Ain't no sunshine
 Ain't no sunshine, when ya gone
 [Verse 3:]
 See, some think their bad cause they bigger
 Sucka-ass nigga caught a slug in the liver
 Layin' on the concrete bleedin out the kidney
 Fuckin with a young G, got buck quickly
 Dropped the gat in his drawers, gave up his set
 Spit a loogie on his chest showing no regret
 A murder-man, killa, mad at the world
 Natural born, jackin bitches for diamonds and pearls
 Come bangin' on my door, 15's stacked
 I answered with the Mac cause I'm sittin' on Yac
 See I'm a G from the hood the BG's idol
 I front them caine on the spot cause money is survival
 He says whatsup big homie, give a nigga daps
 And put that [? ] under the door as I gets the sack
 I'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 gun
 Cause I'm a go for mine and be a nigga on the run
 So that shotgun splatters, eatin' up yo shit
 The loom-loon-loom got your windshield in your face, bitch
 You can't fuck with a criminal
 I fill your shit with holes then send your ass to your funeral
 Then who knows, the getaway scheme
 Back three's through the G to my house in the tree
 I'm livin low, but most of it's high
 Cotton mouth the most I think I'll blame it on the buddah thai
 And that's why, I live off the gat
 Why throw it away? with or without it they gon' watch my ass
 Cause it's my first strike so a nigga go for blood
 So when it's on, it's me or the fuzz
 I'm stuck in the slum and bound to get mine
 With one life to live, it Ain't No Sunshine
 [Chorus]