Luyện nghe bài hát Dont't Need Your Love

Yo, Havoc, I'm too to the edge on this one, nigga
I ain't 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 confess
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 Nike with the dyed checks
I was forced to live 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 the Mossberg homes

I've been rappin' for a and a half, my life 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 the Death Row deal
I got over two pounds 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 need your love, I don't need your love
I don't it, I don't need it
I don't need your love, I don't your love
'Cause the game don't

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

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

I need 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
the game don't change

I was gassed up, Murder Inc., Roc-A-Fella up
Sat in House 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 like the ghost of E
Gotta put Compton back where it's to be

between all my niggaz that's close to me
In the streets with two fellas packin' 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 doin' in prison
All my fallen soldiers is one of the reasons we pour out
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 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 don't need your love, I need your love
I don't want it, I need it
I don't need your love, I don't your love
'Cause the game change