Don't need your love chords by The Game

  • Am

  • Em

  • D

Intro 1
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Verse 1
Em
Yo Havoc,
I'm too close to the edge on this one nigga
I ain't gon' jump though,
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Em
I'mma keep it raw gutter
Am
Yo Prodigy,
Em
you know I need you on this one nigga
Verse 2
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I got shit on my chest,
Em
Am
I must confess
Em
Last night I was the nigga that
shot up your projects
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Em
Now I'm back in the hood,
Am
with rocks in the Pyrex
Em
Tan khakis and them Nike Airs
with the dyed checks
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I was forced to live this life,
Em
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forced to bust my chrome
Em
My pops left me in a foster home
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Em
I felt abandoned like Quik now
that Mausberg gone
Am
Em
So I don't hop in the SS without
the Mossberg homes
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Em
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
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Em
Come to Compton, I got stripes for real
Before Dre, before the ice,
before the deal - I was almost killed
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Em
Like 'Pac before the Death Row deal
Am
Em
I got shot over two pounds of weed,
still ain't found them niggas
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Em
But karma come quicker for a nigga on
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Em
the other side of the gun
That's somethin I gotta
teach my son
Am
I don't need your
Verse 3
Em
love, no no no no
I don't need your love
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Em
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Em
Need it, I don't want it, I don't need it
I don't need your love,
Am
Em
no I don't need your love
Am
I don't need your love
Em
Cause, the, game, don't, change
Verse 4
Am
I heard they got Bloods in New York now
Em
Red rags in Uptown Harlem now,
I need that love
Am
Em
Front court at the Knicks game,
Am
new chick, French name
Em
New car, new house,
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and sometimes friends change
Em
And you don't need that love,
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Em
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Em
when you G's like us
And your Jesus piece is sim-
u- lar to Biggie's
Am
And your life story is sim-
Em
u- lar to 50's
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Em
First they hate you, then they love you,
then they hate you again
Am
What the fuck do it take
for a gangsta to win?
Em
No mics, no Unsigned Hype,
nigga fuck The Source
Am
Em
Plus them awards I don't need
Am
Em
And them niggas breathing the same air as me,
acting like they don't bleed
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We don't drive the same speed,
Em
this a Continental T
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Em
That's a case of Armadale,
this a continental suite
Am
Em
So I'mma drown in my own sorrows
Am
Em
Live life, fuck tomorrow,
nigga cause reality is
Am
I don't need your
Verse 5
Em
love, no no no no
Am
I don't need your love
Em
Am
Em
Need it, I don't want it, I don't need it
Am
I don't need your love,
Em
no I don't need your love
Am
I don't need your love
Em
Cause, the, game, don't, change
Verse 6
Em
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Em
I was gassed up, Murder Inc.,
Am
Roc- A- Fella passed up
Em
Sat in Daddy's House with Black
Rob and Lou and asked Puff
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Em
Now The Game's set in stone,
Am
Em
the Franck Muller's set in stones
Dre cut me a check, I'm gone
Am
Tryin to be the king of the streets,
Em
niggas'll wet your throne
But I got nieces to feed,
two coasts to please
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Em
So I roam through the city
like the ghost of E
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Em
Gotta put Compton back where
it's 'sposed to be
Am
Nothing between all my niggas
Em
that's close to me
In the streets with two fellas
packing toast for me
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Em
I'm 'posed to be, got all
the critics watching my pivot
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Em
On my block in the Coupe
reading kites from prison
Am
Em
I got niggas doing life in prison
All my fallen soldiers is one
of the reasons we pour out liquor
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Em
So this song is for Ms. Wallace,
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Afeni Shakur
Em
And all the mothers of dead sons
that went out in the war
Verse 7
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I don't need your love,
Em
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Em
no no no no
Am
I don't need your love
Em
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Need it, I don't want it,
Em
I don't need it
Am
I don't need your love,
Em
no I don't need your love
Am
I don't need your love
Em
Am
Cause, the, game, don't, change
Em
I don't need your
Verse 8
Em
love,
no no no no
I don't need your love
Am
Em
Need it, I don't want it,
I don't need it
Am
I don't need your love,
Em
no I don't need your love
Am
I don't need your love
Em
Cause, the, game, don't,
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