Luyện nghe bài hát Forgot About Dre

Y'all know me, still the same O.G. but I been
Hated on by most these niggas with no cheese, no 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 full of tracks to add to the
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 better bow down on both knees, who you think taught you to smoke
Who you think brought you the
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 full of dope beats
To bump when you stroll through in hood
And when your album sales wasn't too good
Who's the Doctor they you to go see
Y'all better listen up closely, all you niggas that said I turned pop
Or The Firm flopped, y'all are the reason that Dre ain't been no sleep
So y'all, all of y'all, if y'all don't like me, blow me
Y'all are gonna fucking around with me and turn me back to the old me

Nowadays everybody 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

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

So what do you say to somebody you
Or tryna bring trouble your way
Wanna things in a bloodier way
Then just 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 Kani
I don't give a fuck if it's or not
I'm harder than me tryna a Dodge
I'm drunk as fuck
Right to a humongous truck 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 loud-ass motherfucking barking
And when the cops came
Me and Dre stood next to a burnt down
With a can full of gas and a hand of matches
And still found out
From on out it's the Chronic II
Starting today and anew
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 Benz with the up
When the temp goes up to the
Calling men ladies, sorry, Doc, but I crazy
no way that you can save me, it's okay, go with him Hailie

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

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

If it was up to me, you motherfuckers would stop 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 I got this little company
Everybody wanna come to me it was some disease
But you won't get a from me
Cause I'm from the streets of
I 'em all, all them little gangstas
Who you helped mold 'em all
Now you wanna run around talking guns like I ain't got none
What you think I 'em all, cause I stay well off
Now all I get is hate all day saying Dre fell off
What I been in the lab with a pen and a pad
to get this damn label off
I ain't havin' that, is the millennium of Aftermath
It gonna be nothin' after that
So give me one more plaque and fuck rap, you can have it back
So where's all the Mad at
It's like a jungle in this
But all you savage
Know I was strapped with gats
While you were cuddling a Patch

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

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