Forgot About Dre Lyrics - Eminem

forgot about dre lyrics by Eminem. Forgot About Dre Song Produced by Dr. Dre & Mel-Man. Eminem’s Popular Song Release Date November 16, 1999. Famous English Song Forgot About Dre Lyrics Written By Dr. Dre, Eminem & Mel-Man.

Forgot About Dre Lyrics

Forgot About Dre Lyrics

[Verse 1: Dr. Dre]
Y’all know me, still the same OG
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 skis

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 and
back at my house like trophies
Did y’all think I’ma
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

The Snoop D-O-double-G’s
And the group that said,
“Motherfuck the police!”
Gave you a tape full of dope beats
To bump when you stroll

through in your hood
And when your album sales
wasn’t doin’ too good
Who’s the Doctor they
told you to go see?

Y’all better listen up closely
All you niggas that said that
I turned pop or The Firm flopped
Y’all are the reason
that 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 gon’ keep fuckin’
around with me and turn
me back to the old me

[Chorus: Eminem]
Nowadays, everybody wanna talk
like they got somethin’ to say
But nothin’ comes out
when they move their lips
Just a bunch of gibberish
And motherfuckers act

like they forgot about Dre
Nowadays, everybody wanna talk
like they got somethin’ to say
But nothin’ comes out
when they move their lips
Just a bunch of gibberish
And motherfuckers act
like they forgot about Dre

[Verse 2: Eminem]
So what do you say to
somebody you hate (What?)
Or anyone tryna bring
trouble your way?
Wanna resolve things in a
bloodier way? (Yup)

Just study a tape of N.W.A
One day I was walkin’ by
With a Walkman on, when
I caught a guy
Gave me an awkward eye
(‘Chu lookin’ at?)

And strangled him up in
the parking 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

When 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 here!)
So from here on out,
it’s the Chronic II
Startin’ today and
tomorrow’s anew
And I’m still loco enough
to choke

you to death with a
Charleston Chew
Chicka-chicka-chicka
Slim Shady
Hotter than a set of
twin babies
In a Mercedes Benz
with the windows up
When the temp goes up
to the mid-80s

Callin’ men ladies
Sorry Doc, but I been crazy
There’s no way that you
can save me
It’s okay, go with him,
Hailie (Dada?)

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[Chorus: Eminem]
Nowadays, everybody wanna
talk like they got somethin’ to say
But nothin’ comes out when they

move their lips
Just a bunch of gibberish
And motherfuckers act like they
forgot about Dre

Nowadays, everybody wanna talk
like they got somethin’ to say
But nothin’ comes out when
they move their lips
Just a bunch of gibberish
And motherfuckers act like
they forgot about Dre

[Verse 3: Dr. Dre]
If it was up to me, you
motherfuckers’d 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 weren’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 C-Compton! (Compton!)
I told ’em all

All ’em little gangstas, who
you think helped mold ’em all?
Now you wanna run around talkin’
’bout 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 tryin’ to
get this damn label off?
I ain’t havin’ that

This is the millennium of Aftermath
It ain’t gon’ 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 know that
I was strapped with gats
While you were cuddlin’ a Cabbage Patch

[Chorus: Eminem]
Nowadays, everybody wanna talk
Like they got somethin’ to say
But nothin’ comes out when
they move their lips
Just a bunch of gibberish
And motherfuckers act like
they forgot about Dre

Nowadays, everybody wanna talk
Like they got somethin’ to say
But nothin’ comes out when
they move their lips
Just a bunch of gibberish
And motherfuckers act like
they forgot about Dre

[Outro: Eminem]
Nowadays, everybody wanna talk like
they got somethin’ to say
But nothin’ comes out when
they move their lips
Just a bunch of gibberish
And motherfuckers act like
they forgot about Dre

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