Get the ringtone: http://www.ringtonegal.com/Dre/Naomi-/Full Song Lyrics:Dr DreYa’ll know me still the same ol’ GBut I been low keyHated on by most these niggas Wit no cheese, no deals and no G’s, no wheels and no keysNo boats, no snowmobiles and no ski’sMad at me cause I can finally afford to provide my family wit groceriesGot a crib wit a studio and it’s all full of tracksTo add to the wall full of plaquesHangin up in the office in back of my house like trophiesBut ya’ll think I’m gonna let my dough freezeHo PleaseYou better bow down on both kneesWho you think taught you to smoke treesWho you think brought you the o’ G’sEazy-E’s Ice Cube’s and D.O.C’s and Snoop D O double G’sAnd a group that said muthafk the policeGave you a tape full of dope beatsThe bomb weed stroll through in you hoodAnd when your album sales wasn’t doin too goodWho’s the doc that he told you to go seeYa’ll better listen up closelyAll you niggas that said that I turned popOr the Firm flop ya’ll are the reason Dre ain’t been getting no sleepSo fk ya’ll all of ya’llIf ya’ll don’t like me blow meYa’ll are gonna keep fkin around wit meAnd turn me back to the old me chorus x2 - Eminem Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to sayBut nothin comes out when they move they lipsJust a buncha gibberishAnd muthafkas act like they forgot about Dre EminemSo what do you say to somebody you hateOr anybody tryna bring trouble your wayWanna resolve things in a bloodier wayJust study your tape of NWA.One day I was walkin by Wit a walkmen onWhen I caught a guy givin me an awkward eyeAnd strangled him off in the parkin lot wit his Karl KaniI don’t give a fk if it’s dark or notI’m harder than me tryna park a DodgeBut I’m drunk as fkRight next to a humungous truck in a two car garage Hoppin out wit two broken legs tryna walk it offFk you too bitch call the copsForgot About Dre - lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.comI’ma kill you and them loud ass muthafkin barkin dogsAnd when the cops came throughMe and Dre stood next to a burnt down houseWit a can full of gas and a hand full of matchesAnd still one found outFrom here on out it’s the Chronic 2Startin today and tomorrows the newAnd I’m still loco and nuts To choke you to death wit a Charleston chew Record scratchSlim 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’sCallin men ladiesSorry Doc but I been crazyThere is no way that you can save meIt’s ok go with him Hailey chorus x2Dr DreIf it was up to meYou muthafkas would stop comin up to me Wit your hands out lookin up to meLike you want somethin freeWhen my last cd was out you wasn’t bumpin meBut now that I got this little companyEverybody wanna come to me like it was some diseaseBut you won’t get a crumb from meCause I’m from the streets ofI told em all All them little gangstas Who you think helped mold ‘em allNow you wanna run around and talk about gunsLike I ain’t got noneWhat you think I sold ‘em allCause I stay well offNow all I get is hate mail all day sayin Dre fell offWhat cause I been in the lab wit a pen and a padTryna get this damn label off I ain’t havin thatThis is the millenium of AftermathIt ain’t gonna be nothin after thatSo give me one more platinum plaque and fk rapYou can have it backSo where’s all the mad rappers atIt’s like a jungle in this habitatBut all you savage catsKnew that I was strapped wit gatsWhen you were cuddled wit cabbage patch Chorus x3

Author: Faustus51828115
Keywords: dr dre yall know me still the same ol but been low key hated on by most these niggas wit no cheese deals and gs wheels keys
Added: February 23, 2008