🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Forgot about Dre - Eminem

 Artist: dr. dre f/  dre]
 Y’all know me, still the same o.g., but I  low key
 Hated on by most these niggaz wit  cheese, no deals and no g’s
 No wheels and no keys, no boats no snowmobiles, and no 
 Mad at me cause I can finally afford to  my family wit groceries
 Got a crib wit a studio and it’s all  of tracks
 To add  the wall full of plaques
 Hangin up in the office  back of my house like trophies
 Did y’all think i’ma  my dough freeze? hoe please
 You better bow  on both knees
 Who  think taught you to smoke trees?
 Who you think brought you the 
 Eazy-e’s, ice  and d.o.c’s
 The  d-o-double-g’s
 And the group that  mother-fuck tha police
 Gave you a tape full  dope beats
 To bump  you stroll through in your hood
 And  your album sales wasn’t doin too good
 Who’s the doctor they  you to go see?
 Y’all better listen up 
 All you niggaz that said that  turned pop, or the firm flopped
 Y’all are the reason that dre ain’t  gettin no sleep
 So fuck  all of y’all; if y’all don’t like me, blow me!
 Y’all are gonna keep fuckin around  me
 And turn me back  the old me
 
 Chorus:  (repeat 2x)
 
 Nowadays everybody wanna talk  they got somethin to say
 But nothin comes out  they move their lips;
 Just  bunch of gibberish
 And motherfuckers act like they forgot  dre
 
 [eminem]
 So what do you say to  you hate (what? )
 Or anyone tryin to bring  your way?
 Wanna resolve  in a bloodier way? (yup)
 Then just  a tape of n.w.a.!
 One day I  walkin by, wit a walkman on, when I caught a guy
 Give  an awkward eye (what you lookin at? )
 And strangled him off in the parkin lot, wit  karl kani
  don’t give a fuck if it’s dark or not
 I’m harder than me tryin  park a dodge
  I’m drunk as fuck
 Right next to a humungous truck in a two-car garage 
 Hoppin out wit two broken  tryin to walk it off
 Fuck you too  call the cops!
 I’ma kill you and  loud ass motherfuckin barkin dogs
 And when the  came through
 Me and dre stood next to a  down house
 Wit a can full of gas and a hand full  matches
 And still weren’t found out (right 
 From here on out  the chronic 2
 Startin  and tomorrow’s the new
  I’m still loco enough
 To choke you to death wit  charleston chew
 {*eminem’s vocal 
 Slim shady - hotter then a  of twin babies
 In a mercedes benz  the windows up
 When the temp goes  to the mid 80’s
 Callin men ladies; sorry  but I been crazy
 There’s no way  you can save me
 It’s okay, go with him hailey  )
 
 Chorus
 
 [dr. dre]
 If it was up to me, you muh’fuckers would stop comin up  me
 Wit your hands  lookin up to me, like you want somethin free
 When my last cd was out, you  bumpin me
 But now that I got this little 
 Everybody wanna  to me like it was some disease
 But you won’t get  crumb from me
 Cause I’m from the  of (compton, compton)
 I told em all - all  little gangstas
 Who you think helped mold ’em 
 Now you wanna run around talkin bout guns  I ain’t got none
 What you think I  ’em all?
 Cause I  well off
 Now all I get is hate mail all day sayin dre fell 
 What cause I been  the lab wit a pen and a pad
 Tryin to get  damn label off?
  ain’t havin that; this is the millenium of aftermath
 It ain’t gon’  nothin after that
 So give me one more platinum 
 And fuck rap! you can have it 
 So where’s  the madd rappers at?
 It’s like  jungle in this habitat
 But all you savage cats, know that  was strapped wit gats
 When  were cuddlin a cabbage patch
 
 Chorus
 
 Chorus 1/2 (after music