Luyện nghe bài hát Dont't Need Your Love

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

I got shit on my chest, I must
Last night I was the that shot up your projects
Now I'm back in the hood, rocks in the Pyrex
Tan khakis and Nike Airs with the dyed checks
I was forced to live this life, forced to bust my
My left me in a foster home
I abandoned like Quik now that Mossberg gone
So I hop in the SS without the Mossberg homes

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

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

I heard they got in New York now
Red rags in Uptown Harlem now, I need love
Front court at the game, new chick, French name
New car, new house, and sometimes friends
And you don't that love, when you G's like us
And Jesus piece is similar to Biggie's
And your life is similar to 50's
First they you, then they love you, then 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 breathin' the same air as me
Actin' like they don't
We don't drive the 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 your
I don't want it, I 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 House with Black Rob and Lou and asked
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, wet your throne
But I got nieces to feed, two to please
So I roam through the city like the of E
Gotta put Compton where it's supposed to be

Nuttin' all my niggaz that's close to me
In the streets two fellas packin' toast for me
I'm to be, got all the critics watchin' my pivot
On my in the Coupe readin' kites from prison
I got niggaz life in prison
All my fallen soldiers is one of the reasons we out liquor
So this is for Ms. Wallace, Afeni Shakur
And all the of dead sons that went out in the war

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