Luyện nghe bài hát Forget About Dre

Y'all know me, the same O.G. but I been low-key
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 I can finally afford to provide my family with groceries
Got a crib with a studio and it's all 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 better bow down on both knees, who you think you to smoke trees
Who you think brought you the
Eazy-E's, Ice Cubes, and D.O.C's
The Snoop
And the group that said motherfuck the
you a tape full of dope beats
To bump when you stroll through in hood
And when your album sales wasn't too good
Who's the they told you to go see
better 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 y'all, all of y'all, if y'all don't like me, blow me
are gonna keep fucking around with me and turn me back to the old me

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

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

So what do you say to you hate
Or anyone bring trouble your way
Wanna resolve in a bloodier way
Then study 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 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
to walk it off
Fuck you too bitch, the cops
I'mma you and them loud-ass motherfucking barking dogs
And when the cops through
Me and Dre stood next to a burnt house
With a can of gas and a hand full of matches
And weren't found out
From here on out the Chronic II
Starting today and tomorrow's
And I'm still loco to choke you to death with a Charleston Chew
Slim Shady, then a set of twin babies
In a Mercedes with the windows up
When the goes up to the mid-80s
men ladies, sorry, Doc, but I been crazy
There's no way that you can me, it's okay, go with him Hailie

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

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

If it was up to me, you motherfuckers stop coming up to me
With your hands out looking up to me, like you want free
When my last CD was out, you wasn't me
But now I got this little company
Everybody come to me like it was some disease
But you won't get a crumb 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 I sold '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 label off
I havin' that, this is the millennium of Aftermath
It ain't gonna be after that
So give me one more platinum and fuck rap, you can have it back
So where's all the Mad at
It's a jungle in this habitat
But all you savage
Know I was strapped with gats
While you cuddling a Cabbage Patch

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

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

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