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 afford to provide my family with groceries
Got a crib with a studio and all full of tracks to add to the wall
Full of plaques, hanging up in the in back of my house like trophies
Did y'all think I'mma let my freeze, ho please
You better bow down on both knees, who you think taught you to trees
Who you think brought you the
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 full of dope beats
To when you stroll through in your hood
And when your album sales doing too good
Who's the Doctor they you to go see
Y'all better listen up closely, all you niggas said that I turned pop
Or The Firm flopped, are the reason that Dre ain't been getting no sleep
So fuck y'all, all of y'all, if don't like me, blow me
Y'all are gonna keep around with me and turn me back to the old me

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

So do you say to somebody you hate
Or anyone tryna trouble your way
Wanna resolve 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
his Karl Kani
I don't a fuck if it's dark or not
I'm harder than me park a Dodge
When I'm as fuck
Right next to a humongous truck in a garage
out with two broken legs
Trying to it off
Fuck you too bitch, the cops
I'mma kill you and them loud-ass barking dogs
And the cops came through
Me and Dre stood next to a burnt down
a can full of gas and a hand full of matches
And still found out
From on out it's the Chronic II
Starting and tomorrow's anew
And I'm still loco enough to choke you to death with a Charleston
Slim Shady, hotter then a set of twin
In a Benz with the windows up
When the temp up to the mid-80s
men ladies, sorry, Doc, but I been crazy
There's no way that you can save me, it's okay, go him Hailie

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

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

If it was up to me, you motherfuckers would coming up to me
With hands out looking up to me, like you want something free
When my CD was out, you wasn't bumping me
But now I got this little company
wanna come to me like it was some disease
But you won't get a crumb me
Cause I'm from the of Compton
I 'em all, all them little gangstas
Who you think helped 'em all
Now you run around talking bout guns like I ain't got none
What you think I sold 'em all, cause I well off
Now all I get is hate mail all day Dre fell off
What cause I been in the lab a pen and a pad
to get this damn label off
I ain't that, this is the millennium of Aftermath
It ain't gonna be nothin' that
So me one more platinum plaque and fuck rap, you can have it back
So where's all the Mad at
It's like a in this habitat
But all you cats
that I was strapped with gats
While you were cuddling a Cabbage

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

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

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