Luyện nghe bài hát Forgot About Dre

Y'all know me, the same O.G. but I been low-key
Hated on by most niggas with no cheese, no deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys, no boats, no snowmobiles, and no
Mad at me cause I can finally afford to provide my with groceries
Got a crib a studio and it's all full of tracks to add to the wall
Full of plaques, hanging up in the office in of my house like trophies
Did y'all think I'mma let my freeze, ho please
You better bow down on both knees, who you think taught you to smoke
Who you think you the oldies
Eazy-E's, Ice Cubes, and D.O.C's
The Snoop
And the group said motherfuck the police
Gave you a tape full of beats
To bump when you stroll through in hood
And your album sales wasn't doing too good
Who's the Doctor told you to go see
better listen up closely, all you niggas that said that I turned pop
Or The Firm flopped, are the reason that Dre ain't been getting no sleep
So fuck y'all, all of y'all, if y'all like me, blow me
Y'all are gonna keep around with me and turn me back to the old me

Nowadays everybody talk like they got something to say
But nothing comes out they move their lips
Just a bunch of
And motherfuckers act like they about Dre

Nowadays wanna talk like they got something to say
But nothing out when they move their lips
Just a bunch of
And motherfuckers act like forgot about Dre

So do you say to somebody you hate
Or anyone tryna bring trouble way
Wanna resolve in a bloodier way
Then study a tape of N.W.A
One day I was by
a Walkman on
When I a guy
me an awkward eye
And I strangled him up in the lot
With his Kani
I don't a fuck if it's dark or not
I'm harder than me tryna park a
When I'm as fuck
Right to a humongous truck in a two-car garage
Hopping out with two broken
Trying to it off
you too bitch, call the cops
I'mma kill you and them loud-ass motherfucking dogs
And when the cops through
Me and Dre stood to a burnt down house
With a can of gas and a hand full of matches
And still weren't out
From here on out the Chronic II
Starting today and anew
And I'm still loco enough to choke you to death a Charleston Chew
Slim Shady, hotter then a set of twin
In a Benz with the windows up
When the temp goes up to the
Calling men ladies, sorry, Doc, but I crazy
There's no way that you can save me, it's okay, go with him

Nowadays everybody talk like they got something to say
But nothing comes out they move their lips
Just a of gibberish
And act like they forgot about Dre

Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got to say
But comes out when they move their lips
Just a of gibberish
And motherfuckers act like they about Dre

If it was up to me, you motherfuckers stop coming up to me
With your hands out looking up to me, you want something free
When my last CD was out, you bumping me
But now I got this little company
Everybody wanna come to me it was some disease
But you get a crumb from me
Cause I'm from the streets of
I told 'em all, all them gangstas
Who you think helped 'em all
Now you run around talking bout guns like I ain't got none
What you think I sold 'em all, cause I stay off
Now all I get is hate all day saying Dre fell off
cause I been in the lab with a pen and a pad
Tryin' to get damn label off
I ain't havin' that, is the millennium of Aftermath
It ain't gonna be after that
So give me one more platinum plaque and rap, you can have it back
So all the Mad Rappers at
It's like a jungle in this
But all you cats
that I was strapped with gats
While you were a Cabbage Patch

everybody wanna talk like they got something to say
But nothing out when they move their lips
Just a bunch of
And act like they forgot about Dre

everybody wanna talk like they got something to say
But nothing comes out when they move their
a bunch of gibberish
And motherfuckers act like forgot about Dre

everybody wanna talk like they got something to say
But comes out when they move their lips
Just a of gibberish
And motherfuckers act like they forgot Dre