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 no cheese, no deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys, no boats, no snowmobiles, and no
Mad at me cause I can afford to provide my family with groceries
Got a with 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 like trophies
Did y'all I'mma let my dough 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 Snoop
And the group that motherfuck the police
Gave you a tape of dope beats
To bump when you stroll through in hood
And when your album sales wasn't doing too
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 reason that Dre ain't been getting no
So fuck y'all, all of y'all, if y'all don't me, blow me
Y'all are gonna keep around with me and turn me back to the old me

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 they about Dre

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

So what do you say to somebody you
Or anyone tryna bring trouble way
Wanna resolve things in a way
Then just study a of N.W.A
One day I was by
With a on
I caught a guy
Give me an eye
And I strangled him up in the lot
his Karl Kani
I don't a fuck if it's dark or not
I'm harder me tryna park a Dodge
I'm drunk as fuck
Right next to a humongous in a two-car garage
Hopping out two broken legs
Trying to it off
you too bitch, call the cops
I'mma kill you and them loud-ass motherfucking barking
And when the came through
Me and Dre stood to a burnt 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 and tomorrow's anew
And I'm still loco enough to choke you to death with a Charleston
Slim Shady, then a set of twin babies
In a Benz with the windows up
When the temp up to the mid-80s
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 like they got something to say
But nothing comes out when move their lips
Just a bunch of
And motherfuckers act they forgot about Dre

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

If it was up to me, you would stop coming up to me
your hands out looking up to me, like you want something free
When my CD was out, you wasn't bumping me
But now that I got little company
wanna come to me like it was some disease
But you get a crumb from me
Cause I'm the streets of Compton
I told 'em all, all them gangstas
Who you think helped '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 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 that, this is the millennium of Aftermath
It ain't gonna be nothin' that
So give me one platinum plaque and fuck rap, you can have it back
So where's all the Mad at
like a jungle in this habitat
But all you savage
Know that I was with gats
While you were a Cabbage Patch

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

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