Dr. Dre (Featuring Emimem)

Dr. Dre (Featuring Emimem) - Forget About Dre lyrics

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Y'all know me still the same ol' G<br />

But I been low key<br />

Hated on by most these niggas<br />

Wit' no cheese, no deals and no G's<br />

No wheels and no keys<br />

No boats, no snowmobiles and no ski's<br />

<br />

Mad at me 'cause I can finally afford<br />

To provide my family wit groceries<br />

Got a crib wit a studio and it's all full of tracks<br />

To add to the wall full of plaques<br />

Hangin' up in the office in back of my house like trophies<br />

But y'all think I'm gonna let my dough freeze, ho please<br />

<br />

You better bow down on both knees<br />

Who you think taught you to smoke trees<br />

Who you think brought you the o' G's<br />

Eazy-E's, Ice Cube's and D.O.C's<br />

And Snoop D O double G's<br />

And a group that said muthafuck the police<br />

<br />

Gave you a tape full of dope beats<br />

The bomb weed stroll through in you hood<br />

And when your album sales wasn't doin' too good<br />

Who's the doc that he told you to go see<br />

Y'all better listen up closely<br />

All you niggas that said that I turned pop<br />

Or the Firm flop<br />

<br />

Y'all are the reason Dre ain't been getting no sleep<br />

So fuck Y'all all of Y'all<br />

If Y'all don't like me blow me<br />

Y'all are gonna keep fuckin' around wit me<br />

And turn me back to the old me<br />

<br />

Nowadays everybody wanna talk<br />

Like they got something to say<br />

But nothin' comes out when they move they lips<br />

Just a buncha gibberish<br />

And muthafuckas act like they forgot about Dre<br />

<br />

Nowadays everybody wanna talk<br />

Like they got something to say<br />

But nothin' comes out when they move they lips<br />

Just a buncha gibberish<br />

And muthafuckas act like they forgot about Dre<br />

<br />

So what do you say to somebody you hate<br />

Or anybody tryna bring trouble your way<br />

Wanna resolve things in a bloodier way<br />

Just study your tape of NWA<br />

<br />

One day I was walkin' by wit a Walkman on<br />

When I caught a guy givin' me an awkward eye<br />

And strangled him off in the parkin' lot wit his Karl Kani<br />

I don't give a fuck if it's dark or not<br />

I'm harder than me tryna park a Dodge<br />

<br />

But I'm drunk as fuck<br />

Right next to a humungous truck in a two car garage<br />

Hoppin' out wit two broken legs tryna walk it off<br />

fuck you too bitch call the cops<br />

I'ma kill you and them loud ass muthafuckin' barkin' dogs<br />

<br />

And when the cops came through<br />

Me and Dre stood next to a burnt down house<br />

Wit a can full of gas and a hand full of matches<br />

And still one found out<br />

<br />

From here on out it's the Chronic 2<br />

Startin' today and tomorrows the new<br />

And I'm still loco and nuts<br />

To choke you to death wit a Charleston chew<br />

<br />

Slim shady hotter then a set of twin babies<br />

In a Mercedes Benz wit the windows up<br />

And the temp goes up to the mid 80's<br />

Callin' men ladies, sorry Doc but I been crazy<br />

There is no way that you can save me<br />

It's okay go with him Hailey<br />

<br />

Nowadays everybody wanna talk<br />

Like they got something to say<br />

But nothin' comes out when they move they lips<br />

Just a buncha gibberish<br />

And muthafuckas act like they forgot about Dre<br />

<br />

Nowadays everybody wanna talk<br />

Like they got something to say<br />

But nothin' comes out when they move they lips<br />

Just a buncha gibberish<br />

And muthafuckas act like they forgot about Dre<br />

<br />

If it was up to me<br />

You muthafuckas would stop comin' up to me<br />

Wit your hands out lookin' up to me<br />

Like you want somethin' free<br />

When my last CD was out you wasn't bumpin' me<br />

<br />

But now that I got this little company<br />

Everybody wanna come to me<br />

Like it was some disease<br />

But you won't get a crumb from me<br />

'Cause I'm from the streets of<br />

<br />

I told em all, all them little gangstas<br />

Who you think helped mold 'em all<br />

Now you wanna run around and talk about guns<br />

Like I ain't got none<br />

<br />

What you think I sold 'em all 'cause I stay well off<br />

Now all I get is hate mail all day sayin' Dre fell off<br />

What 'cause I been in the lab wit a pen and a pad<br />

Tryna get this damn label off, I ain't havin' that<br />

This is the millenium of Aftermath<br />

It ain't gonna be nothin' after that<br />

<br />

So give me one more platinum plaque and fuck rap<br />

You can have it back<br />

So where's all the mad rappers at<br />

It's like a jungle in this habitat<br />

<br />

But all you savage cats<br />

Knew that I was strapped wit gats<br />

When you were cuddled wit cabbage patch<br />

<br />

Nowadays everybody wanna talk<br />

Like they got something to say<br />

But nothin' comes out when they move they lips<br />

Just a buncha gibberish<br />

And muthafuckas act like they forgot about Dre<br />

<br />

Nowadays everybody wanna talk<br />

Like they got something to say<br />

But nothin' comes out when they move they lips<br />

Just a buncha gibberish<br />

And muthafuckas act like they forgot about Dre<br />

<br />

Nowadays everybody wanna talk<br />

Like they got something to say<br />

But nothin' comes out when they move they lips<br />

Just a buncha gibberish<br />

And muthafuckas act like they forgot about Dre

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