Album Name

2001

Artist

Dr. Dre

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

1999.01.01

Release Agency

Universal Music Group

Forgot About Dre - Dr. Dre
Ya'll know me
still the same ol' G
But I been low key
Hated on by most these
niggas 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
let my dough freeze
Ho Please
You better bow down
on both knees
Who you think taught to
smoke trees
Who you think brought the
o' D's
Eazy E's Ice Cube's and DOC's
and Snoop D O double G's
And a group that said
muthafuck the police
Gave you a tape
full of dope beats
The bomb weed stroll
through in you 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 niggas that
said that I turned pop
Or the Firm flop
ya'll are the reason
Dre ain't been getting
no sleep
So fuck ya'll
all of ya'll
If ya'll don't like me
blow me
Ya'll are gonna keep
fuckin around wit me
And turn me back
to the old me
Nowadays everybody
wanna talk like they
got something to say
But nothin comes out
when they move they lips
Just a buncha gibberish
muthafuckas act like they
forgot about Dre
Nowadays everybody
wanna talk like they
got something to say
But nothin comes out
when they move they lips
Just a buncha gibberish
muthafuckas 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 fuck
if it's dark or not
I'm harder than me
tryna park a Dodge
But I'm drunk as fuck
Right next to a humun truck
in a two car garage
Hoppin out wit two broken legs
tryna walk it off
Fuck you too bitch
call the cops
I'ma kill you and them
loud ass muthafuckin
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 one found out
From here on out
it's the Chronic 2
Startin today
and tomorrows the new
And I'm still loco and nuts
To choke you to death
wit a Charleston chew
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
Nowadays everybody
wanna talk like they
got something to say
But nothin comes out
when they move they lips
Just a buncha gibberish
muthafuckas act like they
forgot about Dre
Nowadays everybody
wanna talk like they
got something to say
But nothin comes out
when they move they lips
Just a buncha gibberish
muthafuckas act like they
forgot about Dre
If it was up to me
You muthafuckas 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
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 fuck 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
Nowadays everybody
wanna talk like they
got something to say
But nothin comes out
when they move they lips
Just a buncha gibberish
muthafuckas act like they
forgot about Dre
Nowadays everybody
wanna talk like they
got something to say
But nothin comes out
when they move they lips
Just a buncha gibberish
muthafuckas act like they
forgot about Dre
Nowadays everybody
wanna talk like they
got something to say
But nothin comes out
when they move they lips
Just a buncha gibberish
muthafuckas act like they
forgot about Dre