Luyện nghe bài hát Forget About Dre

Y'all me, still the same O.G. but I been low-key
Hated on by most these niggas 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 it's all full of to add to the wall
of plaques, hanging up in the office in back of my house like trophies
Did think I'mma let my dough freeze, ho please
You better bow down on knees, who you think taught 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 said motherfuck the police
Gave you a tape of dope beats
To bump when you stroll in your hood
And when album sales wasn't doing too good
Who's the they told you to go see
Y'all better listen up closely, all you niggas that said I turned pop
Or The Firm flopped, y'all are the reason that Dre ain't getting no sleep
So fuck y'all, all of y'all, if y'all don't me, blow me
Y'all are keep fucking around with me and turn me back to the old me

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

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

So do you say to somebody you hate
Or anyone bring trouble your way
Wanna things in a bloodier way
Then just 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
With his Kani
I don't give a fuck if it's or not
I'm harder than me tryna park a
When I'm drunk as
Right next to a humongous in a two-car garage
out with two broken legs
Trying to it off
Fuck you too bitch, call the
I'mma you and them loud-ass motherfucking barking dogs
And the cops came through
Me and Dre stood next to a down house
With a can full of gas and a full of matches
And weren't found out
From here on out the Chronic II
Starting and tomorrow's anew
And I'm still loco to choke you to death with a Charleston Chew
Slim Shady, hotter then a set of twin
In a Mercedes with the windows up
When the temp goes up to the
Calling men ladies, sorry, Doc, but I been
There's no way that you can save me, okay, go with him Hailie

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

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 forgot Dre

If it was up to me, you motherfuckers would stop up to me
With your out looking up to me, like you want something free
When my last CD was out, you wasn't me
But now that I got little company
Everybody wanna come to me it was some disease
But you get a crumb from me
Cause I'm from the of Compton
I 'em all, all them little gangstas
Who you helped mold 'em all
Now you wanna run around talking bout guns like I got none
What you think I sold 'em all, cause I stay off
Now all I get is hate all day saying Dre fell off
What I been in the lab with 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 where's all the Mad at
It's like a jungle in habitat
But all you cats
Know I was strapped with gats
While you were cuddling a Cabbage

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

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