Forgot About Dre - Dr. Dre & Eminem

Y'all know me still the same ol' G

But I been low key, hated on by most these niggas

With 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 with groceries

Got a crib with 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 y'all 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 oldies

Eazy-E's, Ice Cube's and D.O.C's and Snoop D O double G's

And a group that said, ‽Motherfuck the policeâ€

Gave you a tape full of dope beats

To bump when you 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

Y'all better listen up closely

All you niggas that said that I turned pop

Or the Firm flop

Y'all are the reason 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 with 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

And motherfuckers 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

And motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre

So what do you say to somebody you hate

(What)

Or anybody tryna bring trouble your way

Wanna resolve things in a bloodier way

Then just study your tape of NWA

One day I was walkin' by with a Walkman on

When I caught a guy givin' me an awkward eye

(What you lookin' at?)

And strangled him off in the parkin' lot with 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 humongous truck in a two car garage

Hoppin' out with two broken legs, tryna 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

With a can full of gas and a hand full of matches

And still weren't found out

(Right there)

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 with a Charleston chew

Slim shady hotter then a set of twin babies in a Mercedes Benz

With 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 okay, go with him Hailey

(Da, da)

Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they

Got something to say but nothin' comes out

When they move they lips, just a buncha gibberish

And motherfuckers 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

And motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre

If it was up to me, you muthafuckas would stop

Comin' up to me with 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 gots new 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

With a pen and a pad, tryna get this damn label off

I ain't havin' that, this is the millennium 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

With gats when you were cuddled with 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

And motherfuckers 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

And motherfuckers 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

And motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre