Luyện nghe bài hát Forgot About Dre

Y'all know me, still the same O.G. but I been
on by most these niggas with no cheese, no deals and no G's
No and no keys, no boats, no snowmobiles, and no skis
Mad at me I can finally afford to provide my family with groceries
Got a crib a studio and it's all full of tracks to add to the wall
Full of plaques, hanging up in the office in of my house like trophies
Did y'all think let my dough freeze, ho please
You better bow down on both knees, who you think taught you to smoke
Who you think 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 your
And when your album sales wasn't doing too
the Doctor they told you to go see
Y'all better listen up closely, all you niggas that said that I pop
Or The Firm flopped, y'all are the reason that Dre ain't been getting no
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 turn me to the old me

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

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

So what do you say to you hate
Or anyone tryna bring trouble way
Wanna things in a bloodier way
Then just 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 Kani
I don't a fuck if it's dark or not
I'm than me tryna park a Dodge
I'm drunk as fuck
Right next to a humongous truck in a two-car
out with two broken legs
Trying to it off
you too bitch, call the cops
I'mma kill you and them loud-ass motherfucking barking
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 weren't out
From here on out the Chronic II
today and tomorrow's anew
And I'm still loco enough to choke you to death a Charleston Chew
Shady, hotter then a set of twin babies
In a Mercedes Benz the windows up
When the goes up to the mid-80s
Calling men ladies, sorry, Doc, but I been
There's no way that you can save me, okay, go with him Hailie

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

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

If it was up to me, you would 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
Everybody wanna come to me it was some disease
But you get a crumb from me
Cause I'm from the streets of
I 'em all, all them 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 mail all day saying Dre fell off
cause I been in the lab with a pen and a pad
Tryin' to get damn label off
I havin' that, this is the millennium of Aftermath
It ain't be nothin' after that
So me one more platinum plaque and fuck rap, you can have it back
So where's all the Mad at
like a jungle in this habitat
But all you cats
that I was strapped with gats
While you were a Cabbage Patch

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

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