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forgot about dre
- Y'all know me, still the same O.G. but I been low key
- Hated on by most these niggas with no cheese, no deals and no G's
- No wheels and no keys, no boats, no snowmobiles, and no skis
- Mad at me cause I can finally afford to provide my family with groceries
- Got a crib 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 house like trophies
- Did y'all think I'mma let my dough freeze, ho please
- You better bow down on both knees, who you think taught you to smoke trees
- Who you think brought you the oldies
- Eazy E's, Ice Cubes, and D.O.C's
- The Snoop D O double G's
- And the group that said motherfuck the police
- Gave you a tape full of dope beats
- To bump when you stroll through in your hood
- And when your album sales wasn't doing too good
- Who's the Doctor they told you to go see
- Y'all better listen 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 sleep
- So f*ck y'all, all of y'all, if y'all don't like me, blow me
- Y'all are gonna keep fucking around with me and turn me back to the old me
- Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say
- But nothing comes out when they move their lips
- Just a bunch of gibberish
- And motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre
- Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say
- But nothing comes out when they move their lips
- Just a bunch of gibberish
- And motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre
- So what do you say to somebody you hate
- Or anyone tryna bring trouble your way
- Wanna resolve things in a bloodier way
- Then just study a tape of N.W.A
- One day I was walking by
- With a Walkman on
- When I caught a guy
- Give me an awkward eye
- And I strangled him up in the parking lot
- With his Karl Kani
- I don't give a f*ck if it's dark or not
- I'm harder than me tryna park a Dodge
- When I'm drunk as f*ck
- Right next to a humongous truck in a two car garage
- Hopping out with two broken legs
- Trying to walk it off
- F*ck you too bitch, call the cops
- I'mma kill you and them loud ass motherfucking barking dogs
- And when the cops came through
- Me and Dre stood next to a burnt down house
- With a can full of gas and a hand full of matches
- And still weren't found out
- From here on out it's the Chronic II
- Starting today and tomorrow's anew
- And I'm still loco enough to choke you to death with a Charleston Chew
- Slim Shady, hotter then a set of twin babies
- In a Mercedes Benz with the windows up
- When the temp goes up to the mid 80s
- Calling men ladies, sorry, Doc, but I been crazy
- There's no way that you can save me, it's okay, go with him Hailie
- Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say
- But nothing comes out when they move their lips
- Just a bunch of gibberish
- And motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre
- Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say
- But nothing comes out when they move their lips
- Just a bunch of gibberish
- And motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre
- If it was up to me, you motherfuckers would stop coming up to me
- With your hands out looking up to me, like you want something free
- When my last CD was out, you wasn't bumping me
- But now that I got this little company
- Everybody wanna come to me like it was some disease
- But you won't get a crumb from me
- 'Cause I'm from the streets of Compton
- I told 'em all, all them little gangstas
- Who you think helped mold 'em all
- Now you wanna run around talking bout guns like I ain't got none
- What you think I sold 'em all, cause I stay well off
- Now all I get is hate mail all day saying Dre fell off
- What cause I been in the lab with a pen and a pad
- Tryin' to get this damn label off
- I ain't havin' that, this is the millennium of Aftermath
- It ain't gonna be nothin' after that
- So give me one more platinum plaque and f*ck rap, you can have it back
- So where's all the Mad Rappers at
- It's like a jungle in this habitat
- But all you savage cats
- Know that I was strapped with gats
- While you were cuddling a Cabbage Patch
- Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say
- But nothing comes out when they move their lips
- Just a bunch of gibberish
- And motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre
- Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say
- But nothing comes out when they move their lips
- Just a bunch of gibberish
- And motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre
- Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say
- But nothing comes out when they move their lips
- Just a bunch of gibberish
- And motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre
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