Luyện nghe bài hát Forget 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 cause I can afford to provide my family with groceries
Got a crib with a and it's all full of tracks to add to the wall
of plaques, hanging 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 think brought you the
Eazy-E's, Ice Cubes, and D.O.C's
The Snoop
And the group that motherfuck the police
Gave you a tape full of beats
To bump when you stroll through in hood
And when album sales wasn't doing too good
Who's the Doctor they 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 y'all like me, blow me
Y'all are gonna keep fucking around with me and turn me to the old me

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

Nowadays everybody wanna 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

So what do you say to you hate
Or anyone tryna bring your way
Wanna resolve things in a way
Then just a tape of N.W.A
One day I was by
With a on
When I a guy
Give me an eye
And I strangled him up in the lot
his Karl Kani
I give 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 in a two-car garage
Hopping out two broken legs
to walk it off
Fuck you too bitch, the cops
I'mma kill you and them loud-ass motherfucking dogs
And the cops came through
Me and Dre stood next to a burnt down
With a can of gas and a hand full of matches
And weren't found out
here on out it's the Chronic II
Starting and tomorrow's anew
And I'm loco enough to choke you to death with a Charleston Chew
Slim Shady, hotter then a set of babies
In a Mercedes with the windows up
When the goes 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 with him

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

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

If it was up to me, you motherfuckers would stop up to me
With your hands out looking up to me, like you want free
When my last CD was out, you bumping me
But now that I got this company
Everybody come to me like 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 think mold 'em all
Now you wanna run talking bout 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
cause I been in the lab with a pen and a pad
Tryin' to get damn label off
I ain't that, this is the millennium of Aftermath
It ain't gonna be after that
So give me one more platinum plaque and fuck rap, you can it back
So all the Mad Rappers at
It's a jungle in this habitat
But all you cats
Know that I was strapped gats
While you cuddling a Cabbage Patch

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

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