Luyện nghe bài hát Forgot About Dre -

Y'all know me, still the O.G. but I been low-key
Hated on by these niggas with 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 with a studio and it's all full of tracks to add to the wall
Full of plaques, hanging up in the office in back of my house like
Did think I'mma let my dough freeze, ho please
You better bow down on both knees, who you think you to smoke trees
Who you brought 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 of dope beats
To bump you stroll through in your hood
And when your album sales wasn't doing too
the Doctor they told you to go see
Y'all better listen up closely, all you niggas that that I turned pop
Or The flopped, y'all are the reason that Dre ain't been getting no sleep
So y'all, all of y'all, if y'all don't like me, blow me
Y'all are gonna keep fucking around me and turn me back to the old me

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

So what do you say to you hate
Or anyone tryna bring your way
resolve things in a bloodier way
Then just study a of N.W.A
One day I was by
With a on
I caught a guy
Give me an eye
And I strangled him up in the lot
With his Kani
I don't a fuck if it's dark or not
I'm harder than me tryna park a
I'm drunk as fuck
Right next to a humongous truck in a two-car
Hopping out with two broken
to walk it off
Fuck you too bitch, the cops
kill you and them loud-ass motherfucking barking dogs
And when the cops through
Me and Dre stood to a burnt down house
With a can of gas and a hand full of matches
And still found out
From here on out the Chronic II
Starting today and 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 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, okay, go with him Hailie

Nowadays everybody wanna talk they got something to say
But comes out when they move their lips
a bunch of gibberish
And motherfuckers act 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 they 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 come to me like it was disease
But you get a crumb from me
Cause I'm from the of Compton
I told 'em all, all 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, cause I well off
Now all I get is hate mail all day saying Dre off
What cause I been in the lab a pen and a pad
Tryin' to get damn label off
I ain't havin' that, is the millennium of Aftermath
It gonna be nothin' after that
So give me one platinum plaque and fuck rap, you can have it back
So all the Mad Rappers at
like a jungle in this habitat
But all you cats
Know that I was strapped gats
While you were cuddling a Patch

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

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

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