Luyện nghe bài hát Forgot About Dre

Y'all know me, the same O.G. but I been low-key
Hated on by most these 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 provide my family with
Got a crib a studio and it's all full of tracks to add to the wall
Full of plaques, hanging up in the office in back of my house 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 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 through in hood
And when your album sales doing too good
Who's the they told 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 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 around with me and turn me back to the old me

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

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

So what do you say to you hate
Or tryna bring trouble your way
Wanna things in a bloodier way
just study a tape of N.W.A
One day I was by
With a on
When I a guy
me an awkward eye
And I strangled him up in the lot
With his Kani
I give a fuck if it's dark or not
I'm than 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
kill you and them loud-ass 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 weren't found out
From here on out it's the II
Starting and tomorrow's anew
And I'm loco enough to choke you to death with a Charleston Chew
Slim Shady, hotter a set of twin babies
In a Benz with the windows up
the temp goes up to the mid-80s
Calling men ladies, sorry, Doc, but I been
There's no way you can save me, it's okay, go with him Hailie

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

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

If it was up to me, you motherfuckers would coming up to me
With your hands out up to me, like you want something free
When my last CD was out, you bumping me
But now that I got little company
Everybody wanna come to me it was some disease
But you won't get a crumb me
Cause I'm from the streets of
I told 'em all, all little gangstas
Who you helped 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 hate all day saying Dre fell off
cause I been in the lab with a pen and a pad
Tryin' to get this damn off
I ain't havin' that, is the millennium of Aftermath
It ain't gonna be nothin' that
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 habitat
But all you savage
Know that I was strapped with
you were cuddling a Cabbage Patch

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

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