Luyện nghe bài hát Dont't Need Your Love

Yo, Havoc, I'm too close to the on this one, nigga
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 confess
Last night I was the that shot up your projects
Now I'm in the hood, with rocks in the Pyrex
Tan khakis and them Nike Airs with the checks
I was forced to live this life, to bust my chrome
My Pops me in a foster home
I felt like Quik now that Mossberg gone
So I don't hop in the SS the Mossberg homes

I've been rappin' for a year and a half, my life is
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 almost
Like 'Pac before the Row deal
I got shot over two 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 teach my son

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

I heard they got in New York now
Red rags in Uptown Harlem now, I that love
Front court at the Knicks game, new chick, French
New car, new house, and sometimes friends
And you don't need love, when you G's like us
And your Jesus is similar to Biggie's
And your life story is to 50's
First they hate you, then love you, then they hate you again
What the fuck do it 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 don't
We don't drive the same speed, a Continental T
That's a case of Armadale, a continental suite
So I'ma in my own sorrows
Live life, fuck tomorrow, nigga, 'cause is

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

I was up, Murder Inc., Roc-A-Fella passed up
Sat in Daddy's with 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
to be the king of the streets, niggaz'll wet your throne
But I got nieces to feed, two coasts to
So I roam through the city like the of E
put Compton back where it's supposed to be

Nuttin' between all my niggaz close to me
In the with 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 doin' in prison
All my soldiers is one of the reasons we pour out liquor
So this song is for Ms. Wallace, Shakur
And all the mothers of dead that went out in the war

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

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