Luyện nghe bài hát Forgot About Dre -

Y'all know me, the same O.G. but I been low-key
on by most 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 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 office in back of my house trophies
Did y'all think I'mma let my dough freeze, ho
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 said motherfuck the police
you a tape full of dope beats
To bump when you stroll in your hood
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, y'all are the reason that Dre ain't been 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 with me and turn me to the old me

Nowadays everybody wanna talk they got something to say
But nothing comes out when they their lips
a bunch of gibberish
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 they forgot Dre

So do you say to somebody you hate
Or anyone tryna trouble your way
Wanna resolve things in a way
Then just study a 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 if it's dark or not
I'm harder me tryna park a Dodge
When I'm drunk as
Right next to a humongous in a two-car garage
Hopping out two broken legs
to walk it off
Fuck you too bitch, the cops
I'mma kill you and them motherfucking barking dogs
And when the came 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
here on out it's the Chronic II
Starting today and tomorrow's
And I'm still loco enough to choke you to death with a Chew
Slim Shady, hotter a set of twin babies
In a Mercedes with the windows up
When the goes 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 with him

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

If it was up to me, you motherfuckers would coming up to me
With hands out looking up to me, like you want something free
my last CD was out, you wasn't bumping me
But now that I got little company
wanna come to me like it was some disease
But you get a crumb from me
I'm from the streets of Compton
I 'em all, all them little gangstas
Who you helped mold 'em all
Now you wanna run around talking bout guns like I ain't got
you think I sold 'em all, cause I stay well off
Now all I get is hate all day saying Dre fell off
What cause I in the lab with a pen and a pad
Tryin' to get this label off
I ain't that, this is the millennium of Aftermath
It ain't gonna be nothin' after
So give me one more platinum plaque and fuck rap, you can have it
So where's all the Mad at
It's like a jungle in this
But all you cats
Know that I was strapped with
While you were cuddling a Cabbage

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

Nowadays everybody 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 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