Luyện nghe bài hát Forgot About Dre -

Y'all me, still the same 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 cause I can finally afford to provide my family 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 think I'mma let my dough freeze, ho please
You bow down on both knees, who you think 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 motherfuck the police
Gave you a tape of dope beats
To bump when you stroll through in hood
And when your sales wasn't doing too good
the Doctor they told you to go see
Y'all better up closely, all you niggas that said that I turned pop
Or The Firm flopped, y'all are the reason that Dre ain't been getting no
So y'all, all of y'all, if y'all don't like me, blow me
Y'all are keep fucking around with me and turn me back to the old me

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

So what do you say to somebody you
Or tryna bring trouble your way
Wanna resolve in a bloodier way
Then study a tape of N.W.A
One day I was by
With a on
When I a guy
Give me an eye
And I strangled him up in the lot
his Karl Kani
I give a fuck if it's dark or not
I'm harder than me park a Dodge
When I'm as fuck
Right next to a humongous in a two-car garage
out with two broken legs
Trying to it off
Fuck you too bitch, call the
I'mma kill you and them motherfucking barking dogs
And when the cops came
Me and Dre next to a burnt down house
a can full of gas and a hand full of matches
And still found out
From here on out the Chronic II
Starting and tomorrow's anew
And I'm still loco to choke you to death with a Charleston Chew
Slim Shady, hotter then a set of babies
In a Benz with the windows up
When the temp up to the mid-80s
men ladies, sorry, Doc, but I been crazy
There's no way you can save me, it's okay, go with him Hailie

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

If it was up to me, you motherfuckers stop coming up to me
With hands out looking up to me, like you want something free
When my last CD was out, you bumping me
But now that I got little company
Everybody wanna come to me like it was disease
But you won't get a from me
Cause I'm the streets of Compton
I 'em all, all them little gangstas
Who you think helped 'em all
Now you wanna run talking bout guns like I ain't got none
What you think I sold 'em all, I stay well off
Now all I get is mail all day saying Dre fell off
What I been in the lab with a pen and a pad
Tryin' to get damn label off
I ain't havin' that, this is the millennium of
It ain't gonna be nothin' after
So give me one more platinum and fuck rap, you can have it back
So all the Mad Rappers at
It's like a jungle in this
But all you cats
Know that I was strapped gats
While you were cuddling a Cabbage

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

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

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