Luyện nghe bài hát Forget About Dre

Y'all know me, still the same O.G. but I low-key
Hated on by these 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 with a studio and it's all 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 freeze, ho please
You bow down on both 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 said the police
you a tape full of dope beats
To bump when you stroll through in your
And your album sales wasn't doing too good
the Doctor they told you to go see
Y'all better listen up closely, all you niggas 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 don't me, blow me
Y'all are gonna keep fucking with me and turn me back to the old me

Nowadays 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 their lips
Just a bunch of
And motherfuckers act like forgot about Dre

So what do you say to somebody you
Or anyone tryna bring trouble way
resolve things in a bloodier way
Then just 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
With his Karl
I don't give a fuck if dark or not
I'm than me tryna park a Dodge
I'm drunk as fuck
Right next to a truck in a two-car garage
Hopping out two broken legs
to walk it off
Fuck you too bitch, call the
I'mma kill you and them loud-ass barking dogs
And when the came through
Me and Dre stood next to a burnt house
With a can of gas and a hand full of matches
And weren't found out
From here on out it's the II
today and tomorrow's anew
And I'm still loco enough to choke you to death a Charleston Chew
Slim Shady, hotter a set of twin babies
In a Benz with the windows up
When the temp goes up to the
men ladies, sorry, Doc, but I been crazy
There's no way that you can save me, it's okay, go him Hailie

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

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

If it was up to me, you motherfuckers would coming up to me
With your hands out looking up to me, like you want something
my last CD was out, you wasn't bumping me
But now that I got this little
wanna come to me like it was some disease
But you won't get a crumb me
Cause I'm the streets of Compton
I 'em all, all them little gangstas
Who you helped mold 'em all
Now you run around talking bout guns like I ain't got none
What you think I sold 'em all, cause I well off
Now all I get is hate mail all day saying Dre off
What cause I in the lab with a pen and a pad
Tryin' to get damn label off
I havin' that, this is the millennium of Aftermath
It ain't gonna be nothin' 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 this
But all you savage
that I was strapped with gats
While you cuddling a Cabbage Patch

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

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

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