Dr Dre Featuring Eminem Forgot About Dre Lyrics

Forgot About Dre Lyrics

[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 gonna
let my dough freeze
Hoe 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 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 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

[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 muthafuckas act like they forgot about
Dre

[Eminem]
So what do you say to somebody you hate
Or anybody
trying to bring trouble your way
Wanna resolve things in a bloodier
way?
Then 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 humungous 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 enough
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

[chorus] x2

[Dr 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 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 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

[Chorus] x3