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 groceries
Got a crib with a studio and all full of tracks to add to the wall
Full of plaques, hanging up in the office in of my house like trophies
Did y'all I'mma let my dough freeze, ho please
You better bow down on knees, who you think taught you to smoke trees
Who you brought you the oldies
Eazy-E's, Ice Cubes, and D.O.C's
The D-O-double-G's
And the group said motherfuck the police
Gave you a tape of dope beats
To bump when you stroll through in your
And when album sales wasn't doing too good
Who's the they told you to go see
Y'all better listen up closely, all you niggas that that I turned pop
Or The Firm flopped, y'all are the that Dre ain't been getting no sleep
So y'all, all of y'all, if y'all don't like me, blow me
Y'all are gonna keep fucking around me and turn me back to the old me

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

Nowadays everybody wanna talk like got something to say
But nothing comes out when they move their
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 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
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 harder than me park a Dodge
I'm drunk as fuck
Right to a humongous truck in a two-car garage
Hopping out two broken legs
to walk it off
Fuck you too bitch, call the
I'mma kill you and them loud-ass motherfucking dogs
And the cops came through
Me and Dre stood next to a down house
With a can of gas and a hand full of matches
And still found out
From here on out it's the II
Starting today and anew
And I'm still loco enough to choke you to death a Charleston Chew
Slim Shady, hotter then a set of twin
In a Mercedes Benz the windows up
When the temp goes up to the
Calling men ladies, sorry, Doc, but I been
There's no way that you can save me, it's okay, go with him

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

Nowadays everybody wanna talk like got something to say
But nothing comes out they move their lips
a bunch of gibberish
And act like they 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
my last CD was out, you wasn't bumping me
But now I got this little company
Everybody wanna come to me like it was disease
But you won't get a from me
I'm from the streets of Compton
I told 'em all, all them gangstas
Who you think mold 'em all
Now you wanna run around talking bout guns like I ain't got
What you think I sold 'em all, cause I 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 ain't havin' that, this is the 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
like a jungle in this habitat
But all you savage
that I was strapped with gats
While you were a Cabbage Patch

Nowadays 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

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

everybody 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