C-Bo - Ain't No Sunshine lyrics

Boy ya can't f** with this, You bust caps at my Regal and ya missed Boy ya can't f** with this, You bust caps at my Regal and ya missed Boy ya can't f** with this, You bust caps at my Regal and ya missed [Verse 1] Boy ya can't f** 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 n***as 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 b**h snitches die s**in' 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 a** 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 s**a-a** n***a caught a slug in the liver Layin' on the concrete bleedin out the kidney f**in 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, k**a, mad at the world Natural born, jackin b**hes for diamonds and pearls Come bangin' on my door, 15's stacked I answered with the Mac cause im 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 n***a 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 Im'a go for mine and be a n***a on the run So that shotgun splatters, eatin' up yo sh** The loom-loon-loom got your windshield in your face, b**h You can't f** with a criminal I fill your sh** with holes then send your a** 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 a** Cause it's my first strike so a n***a 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