Luyện nghe bài hát Dont't Need Your Love

Yo, Havoc, I'm too close to the edge on this one,
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 night I was the nigga shot up your projects
Now I'm back in the hood, with in the Pyrex
Tan khakis and them Nike Airs with the checks
I was forced to live this life, forced to 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 without the Mossberg

I've rappin' for a year and a half, my life is real
Put the gun in his mouth, he gon' the steel
to Compton, I got stripes for real
Before Dre, before the ice, before the deal, I was killed
'Pac before the Death Row deal
I got shot over two pounds of weed, still ain't found them
But Karma come quicker for a nigga on the other of the gun
That's I gotta teach my son

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

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

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

I don't need your love, I don't need love
I don't it, I don't need it
I need your love, I don't need your 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 set in stone, the Frank Muniz set in stones
Dre cut me a check, I'm
Tryin' to be the king of the streets, wet your throne
But I got nieces to feed, two coasts to
So I roam through the city the ghost of E
Gotta put back where it's supposed to be

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

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

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