Forgot About Dre - Lyrics - Dr. Dre 2001 - Dr. Dre

Y'all 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 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 OG's? 

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" 

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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 getting 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 

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 

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 

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 walkman on 

When I caught a guy givin' 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 

Imma kill you and them 

Loud ass muthafuckin barkin' dogs 

And when the cops came through me 

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 

From here on out it's the chronic two 

Startin' today and tomorrow's the new 

And I'm still loco enough 

To choke you to death wit a Charleston chew 

*chigga chigga chigga* 

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've been crazy 

There is no way that you can save me 

It's okay, 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 

And 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 

And 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 C.D. was out you wasn't bumpin' me 

But now that I got's 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 The Compton 

I told em all 

All them little gangstas 

Who you think helped mould '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 cuddling a 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 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 

And 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 

And muthafuckas act like they forgot about Dre