Luyện nghe bài hát Forgot About Dre -

Y'all know me, still the O.G. but I been low-key
Hated on by most these niggas with no cheese, no and no G's
No and no keys, no boats, no snowmobiles, and no skis
Mad at me cause I can finally afford to provide my family with
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 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 Snoop
And the group said motherfuck the police
you a tape full of dope beats
To bump when you through in your hood
And when your album sales wasn't doing too
Who's the Doctor 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 that Dre ain't been getting no sleep
So y'all, all of y'all, if y'all don't like me, blow me
Y'all are keep fucking around with me and turn me back to the old me

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

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

So do you say to somebody you hate
Or anyone tryna bring trouble way
Wanna resolve things in a way
Then study a tape of N.W.A
One day I was by
a Walkman on
When I a guy
Give me an eye
And I him up in the parking lot
With his Kani
I don't give a fuck if it's or not
I'm harder than me tryna a Dodge
When I'm as fuck
Right next to a truck in a two-car garage
Hopping out with two legs
to walk it off
Fuck you too bitch, call the
I'mma kill you and them motherfucking barking dogs
And the cops came through
Me and Dre stood to a burnt down house
With a can of gas and a hand full of matches
And still weren't out
From here on out it's the II
Starting today and tomorrow's
And I'm still loco enough to you to death with a Charleston Chew
Slim Shady, hotter then a set of babies
In a Mercedes Benz with the up
When the temp up to the mid-80s
Calling men ladies, sorry, Doc, but I been
There's no way that you can save me, it's okay, go with him

Nowadays everybody wanna talk they got something 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 when move their lips
a bunch of gibberish
And act like they forgot about Dre

If it was up to me, you motherfuckers would coming up to me
With your hands out looking up to me, like you want free
When my CD was out, you wasn't bumping me
But now that I got this company
Everybody wanna come to me like it was disease
But you won't get a crumb me
Cause I'm from the streets of
I told 'em all, all them little
Who you think helped 'em all
Now you wanna run around bout guns like I ain't got none
What you think I sold 'em all, I stay well off
Now all I get is hate mail all day saying Dre off
What 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 gonna be after that
So give me one more platinum plaque and fuck rap, you can it back
So where's all the Mad at
It's a jungle in this habitat
But all you cats
that I was strapped with gats
While you were cuddling a Patch

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

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

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