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  • 标题:Forgot About Dre

    艺人:Dr. Dre feat. Eminem

    专辑:2001

    作词:Bradford, Mathers, Young

    作曲:Dr. Dre

    制谱人:Mikkel Winther Jensen

    指示:Thanks to Seth Hoveland for setting me onto the idea of how to make the reverse cymbals

    附注:
    [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 skies
    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 o' G'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
    Gave you a tape full of dope beats
    To bump when stroll through in yo' hood
    And when your album sales wasn't doin' too good
    Who's the doc that they 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 : | x2
    
    
    [Eminem]
    So what do you say to somebody you hate
    Or anybody tryin' ta 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' 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 tryin ta 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 tryin ta walk it off
    Fuck you too bitch call the cops
    I'm a 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 weren't 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 
    [Record scratch]
    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 
    
    | : 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 : | 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 Co-Co-Co-Co-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
    Tryin ta 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 
    
    
    | : 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 : | x3

    节拍: ♩ = 136

    注释:Press F5 for lyricsY'all know me...
    歌词:
    "Forgot About Dre"
    (feat. Eminem)

    [Dr Dre]
    Ya'll 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 ya'll 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 o' G'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
    Gave you a tape full of dope beats
    To bump when stroll through in your 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 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 with 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 their 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 tryna bring trouble your way
    Wanna resolve things in a bloodier way
    Just study your tape of NWA.
    One day I was walkin by
    With a walkmen on
    When I caught a guy givin me an awkward eye
    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 humungous 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 muthafuckin 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
    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 with a Charleston chew
    [Record scratch]
    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 ok go with him Hailey

    [chorus x2]

    [Dr 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 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 with 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 with gats
    When you were cuddled with cabbage patch

    [Chorus x3]
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