Luyện nghe bài hát Forgot About Dre

Y'all know me, still the same O.G. but I been
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 finally afford to my family with groceries
Got a crib with a studio and all full 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 I'mma let my dough freeze, ho
You better bow down on knees, who you think taught you to smoke 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 tape of dope beats
To bump when you through in your hood
And when your sales wasn't doing too good
Who's the Doctor told you to go see
Y'all better listen up closely, all you niggas 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 with me and turn me back to the old me

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

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

So do you say to somebody you hate
Or anyone tryna bring your way
Wanna things in a bloodier 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 strangled him up in the lot
his Karl Kani
I don't give a fuck if it's or not
I'm harder than me park a Dodge
When I'm drunk as
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 motherfucking dogs
And when the cops through
Me and Dre stood next to a down house
a can full of gas and a hand full of matches
And still weren't out
here on out it's the Chronic II
Starting today and tomorrow's
And I'm still loco enough to choke you to death with a Charleston
Slim Shady, hotter a set of twin babies
In a Mercedes with the windows up
When the temp goes up to the
Calling men ladies, sorry, Doc, but I been
no way that you can save me, it's okay, go with him Hailie

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

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

If it was up to me, you motherfuckers would stop up to me
With your hands out up to me, like you want something free
my last CD was out, you wasn't bumping me
But now that I got this company
wanna come to me like it was some disease
But you won't get a 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 'em all, cause I stay 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
Tryin' to get this damn off
I ain't havin' that, this is the millennium of
It ain't be nothin' after that
So give me one platinum plaque and fuck rap, you can have it back
So all the Mad Rappers at
It's a jungle in this habitat
But all you savage
that I was strapped with gats
While you were a Cabbage Patch

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

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