Luyện nghe bài hát Forgot About Dre

Y'all know me, still the same O.G. but I low-key
Hated on by these niggas with 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 finally afford to 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 house like
Did y'all think let my dough freeze, ho please
You better bow down on both knees, who you think taught you to smoke
Who you think you the oldies
Eazy-E's, Ice Cubes, and D.O.C's
The Snoop
And the group said motherfuck the police
Gave you a tape of dope beats
To bump when you through in your hood
And when your album sales doing too good
Who's the they told you to go see
Y'all better listen up closely, all you niggas that said that I pop
Or The Firm flopped, are the reason that Dre ain't been getting no sleep
So fuck y'all, all of y'all, if y'all don't me, blow me
Y'all are gonna keep fucking around with me and turn me to the old me

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

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

So what do you say to you hate
Or tryna 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 strangled him up in the lot
With his Karl
I give a fuck if it's dark or not
I'm harder than me park a Dodge
When I'm drunk as
next to a humongous truck in a two-car garage
Hopping out with two legs
Trying to it off
Fuck you too bitch, call the
I'mma kill you and them loud-ass barking dogs
And when the cops through
Me and Dre stood next to a burnt house
With a can full of gas and a hand of matches
And still weren't out
From here on out it's the II
Starting today and tomorrow's
And I'm still loco enough to choke you to death with a Charleston
Slim Shady, hotter then a set of babies
In a Mercedes with the windows up
When the goes up to the mid-80s
Calling men ladies, sorry, Doc, but I crazy
no way that you can save me, it's okay, go with him Hailie

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

If it was up to me, you would stop coming 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 company
Everybody wanna to me like 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 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
cause I been in the lab with a pen and a pad
Tryin' to get this damn off
I havin' that, this is the millennium of Aftermath
It ain't be nothin' after that
So give me one more plaque and fuck rap, you can have it back
So where's all the Mad at
It's like a in this habitat
But all you savage
Know that I was strapped with
While you were cuddling a Cabbage

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

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