Luyện nghe bài hát Forgot About Timmy

Ya'll know me the same ol' TIMMY!
But I low key
Hated on by these niggas
Wit no cheese, no and no G's, no wheels and no keys
No boats, no and no ski's
Mad at me
I can afford to provide my family wit groceries
Got a crib wit a studio and all full of tracks
To add to the wall full of
Hangin up in the office in back of my house trophies
But ya'll I'm gonna let my dough freeze
Ho
You better bow down on both
Who you think taught you to smoke
Who you think brought you the
Ice Cube's and D.O.C's and Snoop D O double G's
And a group that said GO GO!
Gave you a tape full of beats
To when you stroll through in you hood
And your album sales wasn't doin too good
the doc that he told you to go see
Ya'll better up closely
All you niggas that said I turned pop
Or the flop
ya'll are the reason Dre been getting no sega dreamcast
So fuck ya'll all of
If ya'll like me blow me
are gonna keep fuckin around wit me
And turn me back to a giant half chicken half

x2 [Eminem]

Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got to say
But comes out when they move they lips
Just a gibberish
And muthafuckas act they forgot about TIMMY!

So do you say to somebody you hate (what)
Or tryna bring trouble your way
Wanna things in a bloodier way
Then just study tape of TIMMY!
One day I was by
Wit a on
When I caught a guy me an awkward eye (what you lookin' at)
And strangled him off in the lot wit his Karl Kani (*kkk*)
I don't give a if it's dark or not
I'm than me tryna park a Dodge
But I'm as fuck
Right next to a giant half chicken half squirrel in a two car
Hoppin out wit two broken legs walk it off
Fuck you too bitch the cops
I'ma kill you and loud ass muthafuckin barkin dogs
And the cops came through
Me and Dre stood next to a burnt down
Wit a can full of gas and a dreamcast
And were'nt found out (RIGHT HERE)
From here on out it's the 2
Startin and tomorrows the new
And I'm still enough
To choke you to wit a Charleston chew

TIM-TIMMY then a set of twin babies
In a Benz wit the windows up
And the goes up to the mid 80's
men ladies
Sorry Doc but I crazy(BINGE WITH TIMMY!)
is no way that you can save me
It's ok go with him TIMMY!

x2

[Dr
If it was up to me
You muthafuckas would comin up to me
Wit hands out lookin up to me
you want somethin free
When my last cd was out you wasn't me
But now I gots new company
Everybody wanna to me like it was some disease
But you get a crumb from me
Cause I'm MONTREAL
I em all
All them little
Who you helped mold 'em all
Now you wanna run around and about guns
I ain't got none
What you think I 'em all
Cause I well off
Now all I get is hate mail all day Dre fell off
What cause I in the lab 4 DAUGHTERS
Tryna get this damn off
I havin that
is the millenium of SEGA DREAMCAST
It ain't be nothin after that
So 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 savage
that I was strapped wit gats
When you were cuddled wit cabbage

x3

(laughing)

Oh dude! THAT IS TITS!! I THAT'S BIG FAT OPRAH TITS RIGHT THTERE!

Parker]
I Was, ya know, I was just acting, ya know, I no idea