Luyện nghe bài hát Forget About Dre

Y'all know me, still the same O.G. but I been
Hated on by most 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 to provide my family with groceries
Got a crib with a 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 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 full of dope beats
To bump when you through in your hood
And your album sales wasn't 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 flopped, y'all 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 me back to the old me

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

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

So what do you say to you hate
Or anyone tryna trouble your way
resolve things in a bloodier way
Then study a tape of N.W.A
One day I was by
a Walkman on
When I a guy
Give me an eye
And I him up in the parking lot
With his Karl
I give a fuck if it's dark or not
I'm than me tryna park a Dodge
I'm drunk as fuck
Right next to a humongous truck in a garage
Hopping out two broken legs
to walk it off
Fuck you too bitch, call the
I'mma kill you and them loud-ass 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 still weren't out
From here on out the Chronic II
Starting and tomorrow's anew
And I'm still loco enough to choke you to death with a Charleston
Shady, hotter then a set of twin babies
In a Mercedes Benz the windows up
When the temp up to the mid-80s
Calling men ladies, sorry, Doc, but I crazy
There's no way that you can save me, it's okay, go with him

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

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

If it was up to me, you motherfuckers would stop 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 like it was disease
But you won't get a from me
Cause I'm from the of Compton
I 'em all, all them little gangstas
Who you think mold 'em all
Now you wanna run around talking bout guns like I got none
What you think I sold 'em all, cause I stay off
Now all I get is hate all day saying Dre fell off
What cause I in the lab with a pen and a pad
Tryin' to get damn label off
I havin' that, this is the millennium of Aftermath
It gonna be nothin' after that
So give me one more platinum plaque and fuck rap, you can it back
So where's all the Mad at
It's like a jungle in this
But all you cats
Know that I was strapped gats
While you were cuddling a Patch

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

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