Don't Need Your Love (Explicit)
The Game"Don't Need Your Love (Explicit)" is a song by The Game, released in 2004 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:57 long and contains 73 lines and 667 words.
0:00Don't Need Your Love - The Game
0:07Yo Havoc I'm too close to the edge on this one ni**a
0:10I ain't gon' jump though I'mma keep it raw gutter
0:14Yo Prodigy you know I need you on this one ni**a
0:17I got sh*t on my chest I must confess
0:19Last night I was the ni**a that shot up your projects
0:22Now I'm back in the hood with rocks in the Pyrex
0:25Tan khakis and them Nike Airs with the dyed checks
0:28I was forced to live this life forced to bust my chrome
0:31My pops left me in a foster home
0:33I felt abandoned like Quik now that Mausberg gone
0:36So I don't hop in the SS without the Mossberg homes
0:39I've been rappin' for a year and a half my life is real
0:42Put the gun in his mouth he gon' bite the steel
0:45Come to Compton I got stripes for real
0:46Before Dre before the ice before the deal - I was almost killed
0:50Like 'Pac before the Death Row deal
0:52I got shot over two pounds of w**d still ain't found them niggas
0:56But karma come quicker for a ni**a on the other side of the gun
0:59That's somethin I gotta teach my son
1:01I don't need your love no no no no
1:06I don't need your love
1:08Need it I don't want it I don't need it
1:12I don't need your love no I don't need your love
1:17I don't need your love
1:18Cause the game don't change
1:23I heard they got Bloods in New York now
1:26Red rags in Uptown Harlem now I need that love
1:30Front court at the Knicks game new chick French name
1:32New car new house and sometimes friends change
1:35And you don't need that love when you G's like us
1:39And your Jesus piece is sim-u-lar to Biggie's
1:40And your life story is sim-u-lar to 50's
1:42First they hate you then they love you then they hate you again
1:46What the f**k do it take for a gangsta to win
1:49No mics no Unsigned Hype ni**a f**k The Source
1:51Plus them awards I don't need
1:54And them niggas breathing the same air as me acting like they don't bleed
1:57We don't drive the same speed this a Continental T
2:00That's a case of Armadale this a continental suite
2:02So I'mma drown in my own sorrows
2:05Live life f**k tomorrow ni**a cause reality is
2:08I don't need your love no no no no
2:13I don't need your love
2:16I don't want it I don't need it
2:19I don't need your love I don't need your love
2:26Cause the game don't change
2:31I was gassed up Murder Inc Roc-A-Fella passed up
2:34Sat in Daddy's House with Black Rob and Lou and asked Puff
2:37Now The Game's set in stone the Franck Muller's set in stones
2:40Dre cut me a check I'm gone
2:43Tryin to be the king of the streets niggas'll wet your throne
2:45But I got nieces to feed two coasts to please
2:48So I roam through the city like the ghost of E
2:51Gotta put Compton back where it's 'sposed to be
2:54Nothing between all my niggas that's close to me
2:57In the streets with two fellas packing toast for me
2:59I'm 'posed to be got all the critics watching my pivot
3:02On my block in the Coupe reading kites from prison
3:05I got niggas doing life in prison
3:07All my fallen soldiers is one of the reasons we pour out liquor
3:10So this song is for Ms Wallace Afeni Shakur
3:12And all the mothers of dead sons that went out in the war
3:16I don't need your love no no no no
3:20I don't need your love
3:24I don't want it I don't need it
3:27I don't need your love yes I don't need your love
3:31I don't need your love
3:34Cause the game don't change
3:38I don't need your love
3:43I don't need your love
3:49I don't need your love
3:57Cause the game don't change
Don't Need Your Love - The Game Yo Havoc I'm too close to the edge on this one ni**a I ain't gon' jump though I'mma keep it raw gutter Yo Prodigy you know I need you on this one ni**a I got sh*t on my chest I must confess Last night I was the ni**a that shot up your projects Now I'm back in the hood with rocks in the Pyrex Tan khakis and them Nike Airs with the dyed checks I was forced to live this life forced to bust my chrome My pops left me in a foster home I felt abandoned like Quik now that Mausberg gone So I don't hop in the SS without the Mossberg homes I've been rappin' for a year and a half my life is real Put the gun in his mouth he gon' bite the steel Come to Compton I got stripes for real Before Dre before the ice before the deal - I was almost killed Like 'Pac before the Death Row deal I got shot over two pounds of w**d still ain't found them niggas But karma come quicker for a ni**a on the other side of the gun That's somethin I gotta teach my son I don't need your love no no no no I don't need your love Need it I don't want it I don't need it I don't need your love no I don't need your love I don't need your love Cause the game don't change I heard they got Bloods in New York now Red rags in Uptown Harlem now I need that love Front court at the Knicks game new chick French name New car new house and sometimes friends change And you don't need that love when you G's like us And your Jesus piece is sim-u-lar to Biggie's And your life story is sim-u-lar to 50's First they hate you then they love you then they hate you again What the f**k do it take for a gangsta to win No mics no Unsigned Hype ni**a f**k The Source Plus them awards I don't need And them niggas breathing the same air as me acting like they don't bleed We don't drive the same speed this a Continental T That's a case of Armadale this a continental suite So I'mma drown in my own sorrows Live life f**k tomorrow ni**a cause reality is I don't need your love no no no no I don't need your love I don't want it I don't need it I don't need your love I don't need your love Cause the game don't change I was gassed up Murder Inc Roc-A-Fella passed up Sat in Daddy's House with Black Rob and Lou and asked Puff Now The Game's set in stone the Franck Muller's set in stones Dre cut me a check I'm gone Tryin to be the king of the streets niggas'll wet your throne But I got nieces to feed two coasts to please So I roam through the city like the ghost of E Gotta put Compton back where it's 'sposed to be Nothing between all my niggas that's close to me In the streets with two fellas packing toast for me I'm 'posed to be got all the critics watching my pivot On my block in the Coupe reading kites from prison I got niggas doing life in prison All my fallen soldiers is one of the reasons we pour out liquor So this song is for Ms Wallace Afeni Shakur And all the mothers of dead sons that went out in the war I don't need your love no no no no I don't need your love I don't want it I don't need it I don't need your love yes I don't need your love I don't need your love Cause the game don't change I don't need your love I don't need your love I don't need your love Cause the game don't change
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