Sun Don’t Shine Young Gunz (Ft. Freeway & Oschino)

[Intro: Freeway]
Yeah...for my street niggas

[Chorus: girl singing (Oschino)]
The sun never shines in the ghetto
It always rains in the hood
Heavy metals ring in the ghetto
Everybody moves 'caine in the hood (everybody move them things)
This for my niggas who stay in the ghetto (to my niggas stay in the ghetto)
It's lots of shine in the ghetto
Too many haters in the hood (too hard, niggas be hatin)
Gotta watch what you doin
The ghetto only cop black shine in the hood (Freeway, Young Gunz)
This for my niggas who thug like street lights in the ghetto (Oschino)

[Verse One: Oschino]
Yo we gotta, hollow the gat, bottle the smack
When the cops pull up we gotta swallow the crack
All my niggas did time like Geronimo Pratt
See the Benz like damn, what model is that
Oschino, the nigga who was locked in a cage
Niggas clockin my style like flavor flave
Fuck gettin the Source Award, or gettin Five Mics
I'm happy just gettin my daughter a pink bike
A roof over her head and some Barbie skates
It's plenty of nights man, I hardly ate
I'm from where the summers dangerous, the winters is cold
And bitches pop Van X's like birth control
I got bitches on death row, stuck with a cell number
So close to Jesus they got his cell number
The ghetto is trife, this is my life
How many rappers you know been down for murder twice?