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DR DRE lyrics : "Forgot About Dre"

(feat. Eminem)
[Dr Dre]
Ya'll know me still the same ol' G

But I been low key
Hated on by most these ^!$$%s
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 ya'll 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 mutha$#&@ the police
Gave you a tape full of dope beats
To bump when stroll through in your hood

And when your album sales wasn't doin too good
Who's the doc that he told you to go see
Ya'll better listen up closely

All you ^!$$%s that said that I turned pop
Or the Firm flop
ya'll are the reason Dre ain't been getting no sleep

So $#&@ ya'll all of ya'll
If ya'll don't like me blow me
Ya'll are gonna keep $#&@in around wit me

And turn me back to the old me

[chorus x2 - Eminem]

Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say
But nothin comes out when they move they lips

Just a buncha gibberish
And mutha$#&@as 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 walkmen 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 $#&@ if it's dark or not
I'm harder than me tryna park a Dodge
But I'm drunk as $#&@

Right next to a humungous truck in a two car garage
Hoppin out wit two broken legs tryna walk it off
$#&@ you too (*##$ call the cops

I'ma kill you and them loud $$# mutha$#&@in 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 weren't found out
From here on out it's the Chronic 2

Startin today and tomorrows the new
And I'm still loco enough
To choke you to death wit a Charleston chew

[Record scratch]
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 ok go with him Hailey

[chorus x2]

[Dr Dre]

If it was up to me
You mutha$#&@as 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 Compton
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 $#&@ 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

[Chorus x3]

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