Luyện nghe bài hát Forget About Dre

Y'all know me, still the same O.G. but I low-key
Hated on by most these niggas with no cheese, no 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, hanging up in the office in back of my house trophies
Did y'all think I'mma let my freeze, ho please
You better bow down on both knees, who you taught you to smoke trees
Who you think brought you the
Eazy-E's, Ice Cubes, and D.O.C's
The Snoop
And the group that said motherfuck the
Gave you a tape full of beats
To bump when you stroll through in hood
And when your sales wasn't doing too good
Who's the they told you to go see
better listen up closely, all you niggas that said that I turned pop
Or The Firm flopped, y'all are the that Dre ain't been getting no sleep
So fuck y'all, all of y'all, if don't like me, blow me
Y'all are gonna keep fucking around me and turn me back to the old me

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

Nowadays everybody talk like they got something to say
But nothing comes out when they move their
Just a bunch of
And motherfuckers act like they 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
With a on
I caught a guy
Give me an eye
And I him up in the parking lot
his Karl Kani
I give a fuck if it's dark or not
I'm than me tryna park a Dodge
I'm drunk as fuck
Right next to a humongous truck in a two-car
Hopping out two broken legs
to walk it off
Fuck you too bitch, the cops
I'mma kill you and them loud-ass barking dogs
And when the cops through
Me and Dre stood to a burnt down house
With a can full of gas and a hand of matches
And still weren't out
From here on out the Chronic II
Starting and tomorrow's 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 Mercedes Benz with the 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 wanna talk like they got to say
But nothing comes out when they move lips
a bunch of gibberish
And act like they forgot about Dre

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

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

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

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

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