Luyện nghe bài hát Forgot About Timmy

Ya'll know me the same ol' TIMMY!
But I low key
Hated on by most 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 like
But ya'll I'm gonna let my dough freeze
Ho
You bow down on both knees
Who you taught you to smoke trees
Who you think brought you the
Eazy-E's Ice and D.O.C's and Snoop D O double G's
And a group that GO TIMMY GO!
Gave you a tape full of dope
To bump when you through in you hood
And when your album wasn't doin too good
the doc that he told you to go see
Ya'll better up closely
All you niggas said that I turned pop
Or the flop
ya'll are the reason Dre ain't been getting no dreamcast
So fuck all of ya'll
If ya'll don't like me me
Ya'll are keep fuckin around wit me
And turn me back to a giant half chicken squirrel

[chorus] x2

Nowadays everybody wanna like they got something to say
But nothin comes out they move they lips
Just a buncha
And act like they forgot about TIMMY!

So what do you say to somebody you (what)
Or anybody tryna bring trouble way
Wanna resolve in a bloodier way
Then just study tape of TIMMY!
One day I was by
Wit a on
When I caught a guy givin me an awkward eye (what you at)
And strangled him off in the parkin lot wit his Karl (*kkk*)
I give a fuck if it's dark or not
I'm harder than me tryna park a
But I'm as fuck
Right next to a giant half half squirrel in a two car garage
out wit two broken legs tryna walk it off
Fuck you too bitch call the
I'ma kill you and them loud ass barkin dogs
And when the came through
Me and Dre stood to a burnt down house
Wit a can of gas and a sega dreamcast
And still were'nt out (RIGHT HERE)
here on out it's the Chronic 2
Startin and tomorrows the new
And I'm still enough
To you to death wit a Charleston chew

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

x2

[Dr
If it was up to me
You would stop comin up to me
Wit your hands out up to me
Like you want free
When my cd was out you wasn't bumpin me
But now that I gots new
Everybody wanna come to me like it was some
But you won't get a from me
Cause I'm MONTREAL
I em all
All them little
Who you helped mold 'em all
Now you wanna run around and talk guns
Like I got none
you think I sold 'em all
Cause I well off
Now all I get is hate all day sayin Dre fell off
What I been in the lab 4 DAUGHTERS
Tryna get this label off
I ain't that
This is the millenium of SEGA
It gonna be nothin after that
So give me one more platinum plaque and rap
You can have it
So all the mad rappers at
It's a jungle in this habitat
But all you savage
Knew that I was strapped wit
When you cuddled wit cabbage patch

x3

(laughing)

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

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