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Forget About Dre lyrics


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        [Dr. Dre]
    Y'all know me, still the same ol' G., but I been low key
    Hated on by most these niggaz 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
    Did y'all think I'ma 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 oldies?
    Eazy-E's, Ice Cube's, and D.O.C's
    The Snoop D-O-double-G's
    and the group that said mother-"Fuck Tha Police"
    Gave you a tape full of dope beats
    to bump when you stroll through in your hood
    And when your album sales wasn't doin too good
    who's the Doctor they told you to go see?
    Y'all better listen up closely
    All you niggaz that said that I turned pop, or The Firm flopped
    Y'all are the reason that Dre ain't been gettin 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

    Chorus: Eminem (repeat 2X)
    Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got somethin to say
    but nothin comes out when they move their lips;
    just a bunch of gibberish
    And motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre

    [Eminem]So what do you say to somebody you hate (What?)
    Or anyone tryin to bring trouble your way?
    Wanna resolve things in a bloodier way? (YUP)
    Then just study a tape of N.W.A.!
    One day I was walkin by, wit a Walkman on, when I caught a guy
    give me an awkward eye (What you lookin at?)
    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 tryin to park a Dodge
    when I'm drunk as fuck
    Right next to a humungous truck in a two-car garage {*CRUNCH*}
    Hoppin out wit two broken legs, tryin to walk it off
    "Fuck you too bitch, call the cops!"
    I'ma kill you and them loud ass motherfuckin 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 (RIGHT HERE)
    From here on out it's the Chronic 2
    Startin today and tomorrow's the new
    And I'm still loco enough
    To choke you to death wit a Charleston Chew

    {*Eminem's vocal turntable*}
    Slim shady - hotter then a set of twin babies
    in a Mercedes Benz wit the windows up
    when the temp goes up to the mid 80's
    Callin men ladies; sorry Doc but I been crazy
    There's no way that you can save me
    It's okay, go with him Hailey (Da-da?)


    [Dr. Dre]
    If it was up to me, you muh'fuckers 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 talkin bout 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
    tryin to get this damn label off?
    I ain't havin that; this is the millennium of Aftermath
    It ain't gon' be nothin after that
    So give me one more platinum plaque and fuck rap!
    You can have it back
    So where's all the Madd Rappers at?
    It's like a jungle in this habitat
    But all you savage cats, know that I was strapped wit gats
    when you were cuddlin a Cabbage Patch
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