Luyện nghe bài hát Forgot About Dre -

Y'all know me, still the same O.G. but I low-key
Hated on by most niggas with no cheese, no deals and no G's
No and no keys, no boats, no snowmobiles, and no skis
Mad at me cause I can finally 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 I'mma let my dough freeze, ho please
You better bow down on both knees, who you taught 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 group that motherfuck the police
Gave you a tape full of dope
To when you stroll through in your hood
And when your album sales wasn't doing too
Who's the 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 ain't been no sleep
So fuck y'all, all of y'all, if don't like me, blow me
Y'all are gonna keep fucking around me and turn me back to the old me

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

Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got to say
But comes out when they 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
a Walkman on
When I a guy
me an awkward eye
And I him up in the parking lot
With his Karl
I don't a fuck if it's dark or not
I'm harder me tryna park a Dodge
I'm drunk as fuck
Right next to a humongous in a two-car garage
Hopping out with two legs
Trying to it off
you too bitch, call the cops
I'mma kill you and them motherfucking barking dogs
And when the cops came
Me and Dre stood to a burnt down house
With a can full of gas and a hand of matches
And still found out
From on out it's the Chronic II
today and tomorrow's anew
And I'm still loco enough to choke you to death with a Chew
Slim Shady, then a set of twin babies
In a Mercedes Benz with the up
When the temp up to the mid-80s
Calling men ladies, sorry, Doc, but I crazy
There's no way that you can save me, it's okay, go with him

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

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

If it was up to me, you motherfuckers would stop up to me
With your out looking up to me, like 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 like it was some
But you won't get a crumb me
Cause I'm from the streets of
I told 'em all, all them gangstas
Who you helped mold 'em all
Now you wanna run around talking guns like I ain't got none
What you think I sold 'em all, I stay 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 damn 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 where's all the Mad at
like a jungle in this habitat
But all you savage
that I was strapped with gats
While you were cuddling a Patch

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

Nowadays wanna talk like they got something to say
But comes out when they move their lips
Just a bunch of
And motherfuckers act like forgot about Dre

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