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
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
And Snoop D O double G's
And a group that said
"Muthaf**k 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 f**k y'all all of y'all
If y'all don't like me blow me
Y'all are gonna keep
F**kin' 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 muthaf**kas 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 muthaf**kas 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 f**k
If it's dark or not
I'm harder than me
Tryna park a dodge
But I'm drunk as f**k
Right next to a humungous
Truck in a two car garage
Hoppin' out wit two broken legs
Tryna walk it off
F**k you too b***h call the cops
I'm a kill you and them
Loud ass muthaf**kin' 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 muthaf**kas 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 muthaf**kas act like
They forgot about Dre
If it was up to me
You muthaf**kas 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 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
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 muthaf**kas 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
