Luyện nghe bài hát Forgot About Dre -

Y'all know me, still the O.G. but I been low-key
Hated on by most these with 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 it's all of tracks to add to the wall
Full of plaques, hanging up in the 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 you to smoke trees
Who you think you the oldies
Eazy-E's, Ice Cubes, and D.O.C's
The D-O-double-G's
And the group that motherfuck the police
Gave you a tape full of beats
To bump when you stroll in your hood
And your album sales wasn't doing too good
Who's the Doctor told you to go see
Y'all 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 don't me, blow me
Y'all are gonna keep around with me and turn me back to the old me

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

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

So what do you say to you hate
Or tryna bring trouble your way
Wanna resolve things in a 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 Karl
I don't give a fuck if dark or not
I'm than me tryna park a Dodge
When I'm as fuck
Right next to a humongous truck in a garage
Hopping out with two legs
to walk it off
Fuck you too bitch, the cops
I'mma kill you and them loud-ass motherfucking barking
And when the came through
Me and Dre stood next to a 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 loco enough to choke you to death with a Charleston Chew
Slim Shady, hotter a set of twin babies
In a Mercedes Benz the windows up
When the temp up to the mid-80s
men ladies, sorry, Doc, but I been crazy
There's no way that you can save me, okay, go with him Hailie

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

If it was up to me, you would stop coming up to me
With your hands out looking up to me, like you want free
When my CD was out, you wasn't bumping me
But now that I got this company
Everybody wanna to me like it was some disease
But you won't get a crumb me
I'm from the streets of Compton
I 'em all, all them little gangstas
Who you think mold 'em all
Now you wanna run around talking 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 Dre fell off
cause I been 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 after that
So me one more platinum plaque and fuck rap, you can have it back
So where's all the Mad at
It's a jungle in this habitat
But all you cats
that I was strapped with gats
While you were cuddling a Patch

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

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

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 they about Dre