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 niggas 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 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, 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 you to smoke trees
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 tape full of dope
To bump you stroll through in your hood
And when your album wasn't doing too good
Who's the Doctor told you to go see
Y'all better listen up closely, all you niggas that that I turned pop
Or The Firm flopped, y'all are the reason that Dre ain't getting no sleep
So y'all, all of y'all, if y'all don't like me, blow me
Y'all are gonna keep 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 their
a bunch of gibberish
And motherfuckers act like they forgot Dre

Nowadays everybody wanna 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

So what do you say to somebody you
Or anyone tryna bring your way
resolve things in a bloodier way
Then just a tape of N.W.A
One day I was by
With a on
I caught a guy
Give me an eye
And I him up in the parking lot
With his Kani
I don't a fuck if it's dark or not
I'm harder than me tryna park a
When I'm drunk as
Right next to a truck in a two-car garage
out with two broken legs
Trying to it off
Fuck you too bitch, the cops
I'mma kill you and them loud-ass motherfucking barking
And when the cops through
Me and Dre stood next to a burnt house
With a can full of gas and a full of matches
And weren't found out
here on out it's the Chronic II
Starting today and tomorrow's
And I'm still loco to choke you to death with a Charleston Chew
Slim Shady, hotter a set of twin babies
In a Mercedes with 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

everybody wanna talk like 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 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 forgot 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 this company
Everybody wanna to me like it was some disease
But you won't get a from me
Cause I'm from the of Compton
I told 'em all, all them little
Who you think helped 'em all
Now you wanna run around talking bout guns like I got none
What you think I sold 'em all, cause I stay off
Now all I get is hate mail all day saying Dre off
cause I been in the lab with a pen and a pad
Tryin' to get this damn off
I ain't havin' that, this is the millennium of
It ain't gonna be nothin' that
So give me one platinum plaque and fuck rap, you can have it back
So all the Mad Rappers at
It's like a jungle in habitat
But all you savage
Know that I was strapped gats
While you were a Cabbage Patch

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

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

Nowadays everybody wanna 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