Luyện nghe bài hát Dont't Need Your Love

Yo, Havoc, I'm too close to the edge on one, nigga
I gon' jump though, I'ma keep it raw gutter
Yo Prodigy, you I need you on this one, nigga

I got shit on my chest, I must
Last night I was the nigga that up your projects
Now I'm back in the hood, with in the Pyrex
Tan khakis and them Nike with the dyed checks
I was forced to this life, forced to bust my chrome
My Pops me in a foster home
I felt abandoned like Quik now that Mossberg
So I don't hop in the SS the Mossberg homes

I've been rappin' for a year and a half, my is real
Put the gun in his mouth, he bite the steel
to Compton, I got stripes for real
Before Dre, before the ice, before the deal, I was almost
Like 'Pac before the Row deal
I got shot over two of weed, still ain't found them niggaz
But come quicker for a nigga on the other side of the gun
somethin' I gotta teach my son

I don't need your love, I don't your love
I don't want it, I don't it
I need your love, I don't need your love
'Cause the game don't

I heard they got Bloods in New now
Red rags in Uptown Harlem now, I need that
Front court at the Knicks game, new chick, French
New car, new house, and friends change
And you don't need that love, when you G's us
And your Jesus is similar to Biggie's
And life story is similar to 50's
First they hate you, then they love you, they hate you again
What the do it take for a gangsta to win?

No mics, no hype, nigga fuck the source
Plus them awards, I don't
And them niggaz breathin' the air as me
Actin' they don't bleed
We don't the same speed, this a Continental T
That's a of Armadale, this a continental suite
So drown in my own sorrows
Live life, tomorrow, nigga, 'cause reality is

I don't need your love, I don't need love
I want it, I don't need it
I don't need your love, I don't need love
'Cause the game change

I was gassed up, Inc., Roc-A-Fella passed up
Sat in Daddy's with Black Rob and Lou and asked Puff
Now The Game set in stone, the Muniz set in stones
Dre cut me a check, I'm
Tryin' to be the king of the streets, niggaz'll wet throne
But I got nieces to feed, two to please
So I roam through the city like the of E
put Compton back where it's supposed to be

Nuttin' between all my niggaz close to me
In the streets two fellas packin' toast for me
I'm 'posed to be, got all the watchin' my pivot
On my block in the Coupe kites from prison
I got doin' life in prison
All my fallen is one of the reasons we pour out liquor
So song is for Ms. Wallace, Afeni Shakur
And all the mothers of sons that went out in the war

I don't need your love, I don't your love
I want it, I don't need it
I don't your love, I don't need your love
the game don't change

I don't need your love, I need your love
I don't want it, I don't it
I don't need your love, I need your love
'Cause the don't change