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
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
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 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' 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 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
I'm a 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
They still wouldn'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
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 cuddled in the 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