Dr Dre - Forgot About Dre Lyrics
Forgot about dreYall know me still the same ol gBut I been low keyHated on by most these niggas with no cheese, no deals and no gsNo wheels and no keys no boats, no snowmobiles and no skisMad at me cause I can finally afford to provide my family with groceriesGot a crib with a studio and its all full of tracksTo add to the wall full of plaquesHangin up in the office in back of my house like trophiesBut yall think Im gonna let my dough freezeHo please, you better bow down on both kneesWho you think taught you to smoke treesWho you think brought you the o gsEazy-es ice cubes and d.o.cs and snoop d o double gsAnd a group that said mutha***** the policeGave you a tape full of dope beatsThe bomb weed stroll through in you hoodAnd when your album sales wasnt doin too goodWhos the doc that he told you to go seeYall better listen up closelyAll you niggas that said that I turned popOr the firm flop, yall are the reason dre aint been getting no sleepSo ***** yall, all of yallIf yall dont like me, blow meYall are gonna keep *****in around with meAnd turn me back to the old me[eminem](chorus x2)Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to sayBut nothin comes out when they move they lipsJust a buncha gibberishAnd mutha*****ers act like they forgot about dre[eminem]So what do you say to somebody you hateOr anyone tryna bring trouble your wayWanna resolve things in a bloodier wayJust study your tape of nwa.One day I was walkin byWith a walkman onWhen I caught a guy givin me an awkward eyeAnd strangled him off in the parkin lot with his karl kaniI dont give a ***** if its dark or notIm harder than me tryna park a dodgeBut Im drunk as *****Right next to a humungous truck in a two car garageHoppin out with two broken legs tryna walk it off***** you too ***** call the copsIma kill you and em loud ass mutha*****in barkin dogsAnd 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 one found out right hereFrom here on out its the chronic 2Startin today and tomorrows the newAnd Im still loco and nuts to choke you to death with a charleston chewSlim shady hotter then a set of twin babiesIn a mercedes benz with the windows upAnd the temp goes up to the mid 80sCallin men ladiesSorry doc but I been crazyThere is no way that you can save meIts ok go with him hailey(chorus) x2If it was up to meYou mutha*****ers would stop comin up to meWith your hands out lookin up to meLike you want somethin freeWhen my last cd was out you werent bumpin meBut now that I got this little companyEverybody wanna come to me like it was some diseaseBut you wont get a crumb from meCause Im from the streets ofI told em allAll little gangstasWho you think helped mold em allNow you wanna run around and talk about gunsLike I aint got noneWhat you think I sold em allCause I stay well offNow all I get is hate mail all day sayin dre fell offWhat, cause I been in the lab with a pen and a pad tryna get this damn labelOffI aint havin thatThis is the millenium of aftermathIt aint gonna be nothin after thatSo give me one more platinum plaque and ***** rap you can have it backSo wheres all the mad rappers atIts like a jungle in this habitatBut all you savage catsKnew that I was strapped with gatsWhen you were cuddled with cabbage patch(chorus) x3
