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Dr. Dre( Dr Dre )
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Forget About Dre
Dr. Dre (Featuring Emimem) Y'all know me still the same ol' G But I been low key Hated on by most these niggas Wit' no cheese, no deals and no G's No wheels and no keys No boats, no snowmobiles and no ski's
Mad at me 'cause I can finally afford To provide my family wit groceries Got a crib wit a studio and it's all full of tracks To add to the wall full of plaques Hangin' up in the office in back of my house like trophies But y'all think I'm gonna 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 o' G's Eazy-E's, Ice Cube's and D.O.C's And Snoop D O double G's And a group that said muthafuck the police
Gave you a tape full of dope beats The bomb weed stroll through in you hood And when your album sales wasn't doin' too good Who's the doc that he told you to go see Y'all better listen up closely All you niggas that said that I turned pop Or the Firm flop
Y'all are the reason Dre ain't been getting no sleep So fuck Y'all all of Y'all If Y'all don't like me blow me Y'all are gonna keep fuckin' around wit me And turn me back to the old me
Nowadays everybody wanna talk Like they got something to say But nothin' comes out when they move they lips Just a buncha gibberish And muthafuckas act like they forgot about Dre
Nowadays everybody wanna talk Like they got something to say But nothin' comes out when they move they lips Just a buncha gibberish And muthafuckas act like they forgot about Dre
So what do you say to somebody you hate Or anybody tryna bring trouble your way Wanna resolve things in a bloodier way Just study your tape of NWA
One day I was walkin' by wit a Walkman on When I caught a guy givin' me an awkward eye And strangled him off in the parkin' lot wit his Karl Kani I don't give a fuck if it's dark or not I'm harder than me tryna park a Dodge
But I'm drunk as fuck Right next to a humungous truck in a two car garage Hoppin' out wit two broken legs tryna walk it off fuck you too bitch call the cops I'ma kill you and them loud ass muthafuckin' barkin' dogs
And when the cops came through Me and Dre stood next to a burnt down house Wit a can full of gas and a hand full of matches And still one found out
From here on out it's the Chronic 2 Startin' today and tomorrows the new And I'm still loco and nuts Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com To choke you to death wit a Charleston chew
Slim shady hotter then a set of twin babies In a Mercedes Benz wit the windows up And the temp goes up to the mid 80's Callin' men ladies, sorry Doc but I been crazy There is no way that you can save me It's okay go with him Hailey
Nowadays everybody wanna talk Like they got something to say But nothin' comes out when they move they lips Just a buncha gibberish And muthafuckas act like they forgot about Dre
Nowadays everybody wanna talk Like they got something to say But nothin' comes out when they move they lips Just a buncha gibberish And muthafuckas act like they forgot about Dre
If it was up to me You muthafuckas would stop comin' up to me Wit your hands out lookin' up to me Like you want somethin' free When my last CD was out you wasn't bumpin' 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
I told em all, all them little gangstas Who you think helped mold 'em all Now you wanna run around and talk about 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 sayin' Dre fell off What 'cause I been in the lab wit a pen and a pad Tryna get this damn label off, I ain't havin' that This is the millenium of Aftermath It ain't gonna be nothin' after that
So give me one more platinum plaque and fuck 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 Knew that I was strapped wit gats When you were cuddled wit cabbage patch
Nowadays everybody wanna talk Like they got something to say But nothin' comes out when they move they lips Just a buncha gibberish And muthafuckas act like they forgot about Dre
Nowadays everybody wanna talk Like they got something to say But nothin' comes out when they move they lips Just a buncha gibberish And muthafuckas act like they forgot about Dre
Nowadays everybody wanna talk Like they got something to say But nothin' comes out when they move they lips Just a buncha gibberish And muthafuckas act like they forgot about Dre
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