00:00/00:00
外链地址
http://www.eemp3.com/audiofile/e68f7d60fddc7f50eaf9bc992a70f34b.mp3
点击复制Forgot About Dre (Big Once Dubstep Remix) - Dr. Dre
Y'all know me still the same OG
But I been low-key
Hated on by most these n***as 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
Hanging up in the office in back of my house like trophies
Did y'all think I'ma let my dough freeze h*e 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 cubes and Doc's
The snoop D-O-double-G's
And the group that said motherf**k the police
Gave you a tape full of d**e beats
To bump when you stroll through in your hood
And when your album sales wasn't doing too good
Who's the doctor they told you to go see
Y'all better listen up closely
All you n***as that said that I turned pop
Or the firm flopped
Y'all are the reason that Dre ain't been getting no sleep
So f**k y'all all of y'all
If y'all don't like me blow me
Y'all are gonna keep f**king around with me
And turn me back to the old me
Drop drop drop drop
Drop drop drop drop
Drop drop drop drop
F**k yalll
Y'all know
Y'all know
F**k yalll
Y'all know
F**k yalll
Y'all know
Y'all know
Yeah they know
If it was up to me
You motherf**kers would stop coming up to me
With your hands out looking up to me
Like you want something free
When my last CD was out
You wasn't bumping 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 talking '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
Saying Dre fell off
What 'cause I been in the lab
With a pen and a pad
Tryin' to get this d**n 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 f**k 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 cuddling a cabbage patch
Nowadays everybody wanna talk
Like they got something to say
But nothing comes out when they move their lips
Just a bunch of gibberish
And motherf**kers act like they forgot about Dre
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say
But nothing comes out when they move their lips
Just a bunch of gibberish
And motherf**kers act like they forgot about Dre
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say
But nothing comes out when they move their lips
Just a bunch of gibberish
And motherf**kers act like they forgot about Dre
Nowadays everybody wanna talk
Like they got something to say
But nothing comes out when they move their lips
Just a bunch of gibberish
And motherf**kers act like they forgot about Dre
其他人正在听的歌