Luyện nghe bài hát Forgot About Dre -

Y'all me, still the same O.G. but I been low-key
Hated on by 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 studio and all full of tracks to add to the wall
Full of plaques, hanging up in the office in back of my like trophies
Did y'all think I'mma let my freeze, ho please
You bow down on both knees, who you think taught you to smoke trees
Who you think you the oldies
Eazy-E's, Ice Cubes, and D.O.C's
The D-O-double-G's
And the group that motherfuck the police
you a tape full of dope beats
To bump when you stroll in your hood
And when your album sales wasn't too good
Who's the they told you to go see
Y'all better up closely, all you niggas that said that I turned pop
Or The Firm flopped, y'all are the that Dre ain't been getting 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 me back to the old me

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

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

So what do you say to somebody you
Or tryna bring trouble your way
Wanna resolve things in a 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 strangled him up in the lot
With his Kani
I don't give a fuck if dark or not
I'm harder me tryna park a Dodge
I'm drunk as fuck
Right to a humongous truck in a two-car garage
Hopping out with two legs
Trying to it off
Fuck you too bitch, the cops
I'mma kill you and them motherfucking barking dogs
And when the cops 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
today and tomorrow's anew
And I'm still loco enough to choke you to death a Charleston Chew
Shady, hotter then a set of twin babies
In a Mercedes with the windows up
When the temp up to the mid-80s
Calling men ladies, sorry, Doc, but I crazy
There's no way you can save me, it's okay, go with him Hailie

Nowadays everybody wanna talk like 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 talk like got something to say
But nothing comes out when they their lips
Just a of gibberish
And act like they 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 something
When my last CD was out, you bumping me
But now that I got this little
Everybody wanna come to me like it was disease
But you won't get a from me
I'm from the streets of Compton
I told 'em all, all little gangstas
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 this damn off
I ain't havin' that, this is the of Aftermath
It ain't gonna be nothin' after
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 jungle in this
But all you savage
Know 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 of gibberish
And motherfuckers act they forgot about Dre

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

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