Luyện nghe bài hát Forget About Dre

Y'all me, still the same O.G. but I been low-key
Hated on by most these niggas no cheese, no deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys, no boats, no snowmobiles, and no
Mad at me I can finally afford to provide my family with groceries
Got a crib with a studio and all full of tracks to add to the wall
Full of plaques, up in the office in back of my house like trophies
Did y'all think I'mma let my dough freeze, ho
You better bow down on both knees, who you think taught you to trees
Who you think brought you the
Eazy-E's, Ice Cubes, and D.O.C's
The Snoop
And the group that motherfuck the police
you a tape full of dope beats
To bump you stroll through in your hood
And your album sales wasn't doing too good
Who's the they told you to go see
Y'all better listen up closely, all you niggas said that I turned pop
Or The flopped, y'all 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 fucking around with me and me back to the old me

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

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

So do you say to somebody you hate
Or anyone tryna bring your way
resolve things in a bloodier way
Then study a tape of N.W.A
One day I was by
With a on
I caught a guy
Give me an eye
And I him up in the parking lot
his Karl Kani
I don't give a if it's dark or not
I'm harder me tryna park a Dodge
When I'm as fuck
Right next to a humongous truck in a two-car
Hopping out with two legs
Trying to it off
Fuck you too bitch, call the
I'mma kill you and loud-ass motherfucking barking dogs
And the cops came through
Me and Dre stood next to a burnt house
With a can full of gas and a hand full of
And weren't found out
here on out it's the Chronic II
Starting today and anew
And I'm still loco enough to choke you to death with a Charleston
Slim Shady, hotter then a set of twin
In a Benz with the windows up
When the temp up to the mid-80s
Calling men ladies, sorry, Doc, but I crazy
There's no way that you can save me, it's okay, go him Hailie

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

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

If it was up to me, you would stop coming up to me
your hands out looking up to me, like you want something free
When my last CD was out, you wasn't me
But now that I got this little
Everybody wanna come to me like it was disease
But you won't get a crumb me
I'm from the streets of Compton
I told 'em all, all them little
Who you think helped 'em all
Now you wanna run around talking guns like I ain't got none
What you think I sold 'em all, cause I stay off
Now all I get is hate mail all day Dre fell off
cause I been in the lab with a pen and a pad
Tryin' to get this damn off
I havin' that, this is the millennium of Aftermath
It gonna be nothin' after that
So give me one platinum plaque and fuck rap, you can have it back
So where's all the Mad at
like a jungle in this habitat
But all you savage
Know I was strapped with gats
you were cuddling a Cabbage Patch

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

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

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