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 it raw gutter
Yo Prodigy, you know I need you on this one,

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

I've been rappin' for a and a half, my life is real
Put the gun in his mouth, he gon' bite the
to Compton, I got stripes for real
Before Dre, before the ice, before the deal, I was killed
Like 'Pac the Death Row deal
I got shot over two of weed, still ain't found them niggaz
But Karma come quicker for a 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 don't need love, I don't need your love
the game don't change

I heard they got Bloods in New now
Red rags in Uptown now, I need that love
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 piece is to Biggie's
And life story is similar to 50's
they hate 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 awards, I don't need
And them niggaz breathin' the air as me
Actin' like they bleed
We don't drive the same speed, a Continental T
a case of Armadale, this a continental suite
So I'ma in my own sorrows
Live life, fuck tomorrow, nigga, reality is

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

I was up, Murder Inc., Roc-A-Fella passed up
Sat in Daddy's House with Black Rob and Lou and 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, niggaz'll wet your
But I got to feed, two coasts to please
So I roam through the city like the of E
Gotta put Compton back where it's to be

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

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