Luyện nghe bài hát Forgot About Timmy

Y'all know me, still the 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 I can finally 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, hanging up in the office in back of my house trophies
Did y'all I'mma let my dough freeze, ho please
You better bow 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 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 your
And when your sales wasn't doing too good
Who's the Doctor told 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 that Dre ain't been getting no sleep
So fuck y'all, all of y'all, if don't like me, blow me
Y'all are gonna fucking around with me and turn me back to the old me

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

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

So do you say to somebody you hate
Or anyone tryna bring trouble way
Wanna things in a bloodier way
just study a tape 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 give a fuck if it's dark or not
I'm harder than me tryna a Dodge
When I'm as fuck
Right next to a humongous in a two-car garage
Hopping out with two broken
Trying to it off
you too bitch, call the cops
I'mma kill you and them loud-ass barking dogs
And when the cops came
Me and Dre stood next to a burnt down
With a can full of gas and a hand full of
And still weren't out
From on out it's the Chronic II
Starting and tomorrow's anew
And I'm still loco enough to choke you to death with a Charleston
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
There's no way you can save me, it's okay, go with him Hailie

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 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

If it was up to me, you motherfuckers would coming up to me
With your hands out looking up to me, you want something free
When my CD was out, you wasn't bumping me
But now that I got this little
Everybody wanna come to me it was some disease
But you won't get a from me
I'm from the streets of Compton
I 'em all, all them little gangstas
Who you think mold 'em all
Now you wanna run around talking bout guns like I ain't got
What you think I sold 'em all, cause I 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 this label off
I ain't that, this is the millennium of Aftermath
It gonna be nothin' after that
So give me one more platinum plaque and fuck rap, you can have it
So all the Mad Rappers at
like a jungle in this habitat
But all you cats
Know that I was strapped with
While you cuddling a Cabbage Patch

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

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