Luyện nghe bài hát Forgot About Dre

Y'all know me, still the O.G. but I been low-key
Hated on by most niggas with no cheese, no deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys, no boats, no snowmobiles, and no
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, hanging up in the office in back of my house trophies
Did y'all I'mma let my dough freeze, ho please
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 group that said motherfuck the
Gave you a tape full of dope
To bump when you stroll in your hood
And when your album sales wasn't too good
Who's the Doctor they you to go see
better listen up closely, all you niggas that said that I turned pop
Or The Firm flopped, y'all are the reason Dre ain't been getting no sleep
So fuck y'all, all of y'all, if y'all don't like me, me
Y'all are gonna keep fucking around me and turn me back to the old me

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

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

So what do you say to somebody you
Or anyone tryna bring your way
Wanna resolve 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 him up in the parking lot
With his Karl
I don't give a fuck if it's or not
I'm than me tryna park a Dodge
When I'm as fuck
Right next to a humongous in a two-car garage
Hopping out 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 next to a burnt house
With a can of gas and a hand full 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 you to death with a Charleston Chew
Slim Shady, hotter a set of twin babies
In a Mercedes Benz with the up
When the temp goes up to the
men ladies, sorry, Doc, but I been crazy
There's no way that you can save me, it's okay, go with him

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

If it was up to me, you motherfuckers would coming up to me
your hands 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 little company
Everybody come to me like it was some disease
But you get a crumb from me
I'm from the streets of Compton
I told 'em all, all them little
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 stay off
Now all I get is hate mail all day saying Dre off
What cause I in the lab with a pen and a pad
to get this damn label off
I ain't havin' that, this is the of Aftermath
It ain't gonna be after that
So give me one platinum plaque and fuck rap, you can have it back
So where's all the Mad at
It's like a jungle in this
But all you cats
that I was strapped with gats
While you were cuddling a Cabbage

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

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

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