Luyện nghe bài hát Forgot About Timmy

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 and no keys, no boats, no snowmobiles, and no skis
Mad at me cause I can finally afford to 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 in back of my house like trophies
Did y'all think I'mma let my dough freeze, ho
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 that said motherfuck the police
Gave you a tape of dope beats
To bump when you stroll through in hood
And your album sales wasn't doing too good
the Doctor they told you to go see
Y'all listen up closely, all you niggas that said that I turned pop
Or The Firm flopped, y'all are the reason that Dre 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 with me and me back to the old me

everybody wanna talk 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

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

So do you say to somebody you hate
Or anyone tryna bring your way
Wanna things in a bloodier way
Then study a tape of N.W.A
One day I was by
With a on
When I a guy
Give me an eye
And I strangled him up in the lot
With his Karl
I don't give a fuck if it's or not
I'm harder me tryna park a Dodge
When I'm 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 loud-ass motherfucking barking dogs
And when the cops through
Me and Dre stood next to a down house
With a can of gas and a hand full of matches
And still weren't out
here on out it's the Chronic II
Starting today and anew
And I'm still loco enough to you to death with a Charleston Chew
Slim Shady, then a set of twin babies
In a Mercedes Benz with the 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, it's okay, go with him

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

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

If it was up to me, you motherfuckers stop coming up to me
With your hands out looking up to me, like you want something
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 won't get a crumb me
Cause I'm from the of Compton
I told 'em all, all little gangstas
Who you helped 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 hate mail all day Dre fell off
What I been in the lab with a pen and a pad
Tryin' to get this label off
I ain't havin' that, this is the millennium of
It ain't gonna be nothin' that
So give me one more platinum plaque and fuck rap, you can have it
So where's all the Mad at
like a jungle in this habitat
But all you cats
Know that I was strapped with
While you were cuddling a Patch

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

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

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