Luyện nghe bài hát Dont't Need Your Love

Yo, Havoc, I'm too to the edge on this one, nigga
I ain't gon' jump though, I'ma keep it raw
Yo Prodigy, you know I need you on this one,

I got on my chest, I must confess
Last I was the nigga that shot up your projects
Now I'm in the hood, with rocks in the Pyrex
Tan and them Nike Airs with the dyed checks
I was to live this life, forced to bust my chrome
My Pops me in a foster home
I felt abandoned like Quik now that gone
So I don't hop in the SS without the homes

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

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

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

No mics, no unsigned hype, fuck the source
Plus them awards, I need
And niggaz breathin' the same air as me
Actin' like they don't
We don't the same speed, this a Continental T
a case of Armadale, this a continental suite
So I'ma drown in my own
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 don't

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

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

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

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