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 and no keys, no boats, no snowmobiles, and no skis
Mad at me cause I can afford to provide my family with groceries
Got a crib with a studio and all full of tracks to add to the wall
of plaques, hanging up in the office in back of my house like trophies
Did y'all I'mma let my dough freeze, ho please
You better bow down on knees, who you think taught you to smoke trees
Who you think you the oldies
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 when you stroll through in your
And when 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 that said that I 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 don't me, blow me
Y'all are gonna keep fucking around me and turn me back to the old me

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

So what do you say to somebody you
Or anyone bring trouble your 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
Give me an eye
And I strangled him up in the lot
his Karl Kani
I don't give a if it's dark or not
I'm harder than me tryna a Dodge
I'm drunk as fuck
Right next to a humongous truck in a garage
out with two broken 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 to a burnt down house
a can full of gas and a hand full of matches
And weren't found out
From on out it's the Chronic II
Starting today and tomorrow's
And I'm still enough to choke you to death with a Charleston Chew
Shady, hotter then a set of twin babies
In a Mercedes 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

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

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

If it was up to me, you motherfuckers stop coming up to me
your hands out looking up to me, like you want something free
When my last CD was out, you bumping me
But now I got this little company
Everybody wanna to me like it was some disease
But you won't get a crumb me
Cause I'm the streets of Compton
I told 'em all, all little gangstas
Who you helped mold 'em all
Now you wanna run around bout guns like I ain't got none
What you I sold 'em all, cause I stay well off
Now all I get is hate mail all day saying Dre off
cause I been in the lab with a pen and a pad
Tryin' to get this label off
I ain't havin' that, this is the of Aftermath
It ain't gonna be nothin' after
So give me one more platinum and fuck rap, you can have it back
So where's all the Mad at
It's like a jungle in habitat
But all you savage
Know that I was with gats
While you cuddling a Cabbage Patch

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

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

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