LYRICS: Dr Dre – Forgot about Dre ft. Eminem

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Dr Dre – Forgot about Dre ft. Eminem Lyrics below:-

 

 

Y’all know me, still the same O.GBut I been low-keyHated on by most these niggas with no cheeseNo deals and no G’sNo wheels and no keys, no boatsNo snowmobiles, and no skisMad at me ’cause I can finally affordTo provide my family with groceries
Got a crib with a studio and it’s all full of tracksTo add to the wall, full of plaquesHanging up in the office in back of my house like trophiesDid y’all think I’ma let my dough freeze, hoe pleaseYou better bow down on both kneesWho you think taught you to smoke trees?Who you think brought you the oldies?Eazy-E’s, Ice Cubes, and D.O.C’sThe Snoop D-O-double-G’sAnd the group that said, “Motherfuck the police”
Gave you a tape full of dope beatsTo bump when you stroll through in your hoodAnd when your album sales wasn’t doing too goodWho’s the Doctor they told you to go see?Y’all better listen up closelyAll you niggas that said that I turned popOr The Firm floppedY’all are the reason that Dre ain’t been getting no sleep
So fuck y’all, all of y’allIf y’all don’t like me, blow meY’all are gonna keep fucking around with meAnd turn me back to the old me
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to sayBut nothing comes out when they move their lipsJust a bunch of gibberishAnd motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to sayBut nothing comes out when they move their lipsJust a bunch of gibberishAnd motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre
So what do you say to somebody you hate?Or anyone tryna bring trouble your wayWanna resolve things in a bloodier wayThen just study a tape of N.W.AOne day, I was walking byWith a Walkman onWhen I caught a guyGive me an awkward eyeAnd I strangled him up in the parking lotWith his Karl Kani
I don’t give a fuck if it’s dark or notI’m harder than me tryna park a DodgeWhen I’m drunk as fuckRight next to a humongous truck in a two-car garageHopping out with two broken legsTrying to walk it offFuck you too bitch, call the copsI’ma kill you and them loud-ass motherfucking barking dogs
And when the cops came throughMe and Dre stood next to a burnt down houseWith a can full of gas and a hand full of matchesAnd still weren’t found outFrom here on out it’s the Chronic IIStarting today and tomorrow’s anewAnd I’m still loco enough to choke you to death with a Charleston Chew
Slim Shady, hotter then a set of twin babiesIn a Mercedes Benz with the windows upWhen the temp goes up to the mid-80sCalling men ladies, sorry, Doc, but I been crazyThere’s no way that you can save meIt’s okay, go with him Hailie
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to sayBut nothing comes out when they move their lipsJust a bunch of gibberishAnd motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to sayBut nothing comes out when they move their lipsJust a bunch of gibberishAnd motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre
If it was up to meYou motherfuckers would stop coming up to meWith your hands out looking up to meLike you want something freeWhen my last CD was outYou wasn’t bumping meBut now that I got this little companyEverybody wanna come to me like it was some diseaseBut you won’t get a crumb from me‘Cause I’m from the streets of Compton
I told ’em all, all them little gangstasWho you think helped mold ’em all?Now you wanna run around talking ’bout gunsLike I ain’t got noneWhat you think I sold ’em all?‘Cause I stay well offNow all I get is hate mail all daySaying, “Dre fell off”?What? ‘Cause I been in the lab with a pen and a padTryin’ to get this damn label off
I ain’t havin’ that, this is the millennium of AftermathIt ain’t gonna be nothin’ after thatSo give me one more platinum plaque and fuck rapYou can have it backSo where’s all the Mad Rappers at?It’s like a jungle in this habitatBut all you savage catsKnow that I was strapped with gatsWhile you were cuddling a Cabbage Patch
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to sayBut nothing comes out when they move their lipsJust a bunch of gibberishAnd motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to sayBut nothing comes out when they move their lipsJust a bunch of gibberishAnd motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to sayBut nothing comes out when they move their lipsJust a bunch of gibberishAnd motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre

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