Chords for Dr Dre ft Eminem 'Forgot About Dre' Lyrics (Good Quality)
Tempo:
133.85 bpm
Chords used:
Gm
Eb
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[G]
[Eb] [Gm]
[Eb] [Gm]
Y'all know me, it's the same OG, but I've been low-key
[Eb] Hated on by most these niggas with no [Gm] cheese No deals and no jeans, no wheels and no keys
No bus, no snowmobiles and no skis [Eb] Mad at me cause I can finally afford [Gm] to provide
my family with groceries Got a crib with a studio and a saw full of
tracks To add to the wall [Eb] full of plaques
Hanging up in the office [Gm] and back of my house like trophies
You sure think I'ma let my toe freeze?
Ho, please, you better bow down [Eb] on both knees Who you think taught you [Gm] to smoke trees?
Who you think brought you to O.D.s?
Eazy E's, Ice Cubez and D.O..C.s, [Eb] the Snoop D-O-double G's And the group [Gm] that said, motherfucker, the police Saved you a tape full of dope beats to bump when you strode through in your hood And [Eb] when your album sales wasn't so too good, [Gm] who's the doc that he told you to go see? [G] Y'all better listen up closely All you niggas that said that I turned pop [Eb] on the fur flop Y'all are the reason [Gm] that Dre ain't been getting no sleep So fuck y'all, all of y'all If y'all don't like me, blow me [Eb] Y'all are gonna keep fucking around with me [Gm] and turn me back to the old me Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say But nothing comes out [Eb] when they move their lips Just a bunch of gibberish [Gm] and motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say But nothing comes out [Eb] when they move their lips Just a bunch of gibberish [Gm] and motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre But what do you say to somebody you hate? Or anyone trying to bring trouble your way? [Eb] Wonder if it's all things in the blood of your way? [Gm] It's the study of tape of N.W..A. One day I was walking by with a Walkman on When I caught a guy giving [Eb] me an awkward eye He trangled him off [Gm] in the parking lot But it's dark and I, I don't give a fuck if it's dark or not I'm harder than me trying to block the dots [Eb] When I'm drunk as fuck, right next to a [Gm] new mortgage truck And a two-car garage, hopping out with two broken legs Trying to walk it off, fuck you too [Eb] bitch, call the cops I'ma kill you [Gm] and them loud-ass motherfucking barking dogs And when the cops came to me and Dre stood next to a burnt-down house With [Eb] a can full of gas and a handful of matches [Gm] It still weren't found out, [G] right here, I'm here on out It's a chronic [Gm] two, starting today, and tomorrow's a new [Eb] And I'm still local enough to choke you [Gm] to death with a Charleston chew [G] It's like a slam shady, hotter than a set of twin babies And a Mercedes [Eb] Benz with the windows up when the temp [Gm] goes up To the mid-80s, calling men [G] ladies Sorry doc, but I've been crazy There's a way [Eb] that you can save me It's okay, [Gm] go with him, Haley Baby! Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say But nothing comes out [Eb] when they move their lips Just a bunch of gibberish And [Gm] motherfuckers act like they forgot about Greg Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say But nothing comes out [Eb] when they move their lips Just a bunch of gibberish [Gm] And motherfuckers act like they forgot about Greg And it was up to me, you motherfuckers stopped coming up to me With your hands out looking up at [Eb] me Like you want something free When my last [Gm] CD was out you wasn't bumping me But now [G] that I got Smoke Company Everybody wanna come to me like it was some [Eb] disease But you won't get a crumb from me [Gm] Cause I'm from the streets, so I'm from the streets, so I sold them all All them little gangsters, who you think helped mow them all? Now you [Eb] wanna run around talking about guns like I ain't [Gm] got none What you think I sold them all? Cause I stay well off? Now all I get is hate mail all day saying, Grey fell off? [Eb] What, cause I been in the lab with a pen and [Gm] a pad Trying to get this damn label off? I [G] ain't having that This is the millennium of aftermath It ain't gon' be [Eb] nothing after that So give me one more platinum [Gm] black and fuck rap You can have it back [G] So where's all the mad rappers at? It's like a jungle in this habitat [Eb] But all you savage cats know that I was strapped [Gm] with gaps When you were cuddling a cabbage patch Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say But nothing comes out [Eb] when they move their lips Just a bunch of gibberish [Gm] Motherfuckers act like they forgot about Grey Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say But nothing [Eb] comes out when they move their lips Just a bunch of gibberish [Gm] Motherfuckers act like they forgot about Grey Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say But nothing comes out when they move their lips Just a bunch of gibberish Motherfuckers act like they forgot [N] about
[Eb] [Gm]
[Eb] [Gm]
Y'all know me, it's the same OG, but I've been low-key
[Eb] Hated on by most these niggas with no [Gm] cheese No deals and no jeans, no wheels and no keys
No bus, no snowmobiles and no skis [Eb] Mad at me cause I can finally afford [Gm] to provide
my family with groceries Got a crib with a studio and a saw full of
tracks To add to the wall [Eb] full of plaques
Hanging up in the office [Gm] and back of my house like trophies
You sure think I'ma let my toe freeze?
Ho, please, you better bow down [Eb] on both knees Who you think taught you [Gm] to smoke trees?
Who you think brought you to O.D.s?
Eazy E's, Ice Cubez and D.O..C.s, [Eb] the Snoop D-O-double G's And the group [Gm] that said, motherfucker, the police Saved you a tape full of dope beats to bump when you strode through in your hood And [Eb] when your album sales wasn't so too good, [Gm] who's the doc that he told you to go see? [G] Y'all better listen up closely All you niggas that said that I turned pop [Eb] on the fur flop Y'all are the reason [Gm] that Dre ain't been getting no sleep So fuck y'all, all of y'all If y'all don't like me, blow me [Eb] Y'all are gonna keep fucking around with me [Gm] and turn me back to the old me Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say But nothing comes out [Eb] when they move their lips Just a bunch of gibberish [Gm] and motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say But nothing comes out [Eb] when they move their lips Just a bunch of gibberish [Gm] and motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre But what do you say to somebody you hate? Or anyone trying to bring trouble your way? [Eb] Wonder if it's all things in the blood of your way? [Gm] It's the study of tape of N.W..A. One day I was walking by with a Walkman on When I caught a guy giving [Eb] me an awkward eye He trangled him off [Gm] in the parking lot But it's dark and I, I don't give a fuck if it's dark or not I'm harder than me trying to block the dots [Eb] When I'm drunk as fuck, right next to a [Gm] new mortgage truck And a two-car garage, hopping out with two broken legs Trying to walk it off, fuck you too [Eb] bitch, call the cops I'ma kill you [Gm] and them loud-ass motherfucking barking dogs And when the cops came to me and Dre stood next to a burnt-down house With [Eb] a can full of gas and a handful of matches [Gm] It still weren't found out, [G] right here, I'm here on out It's a chronic [Gm] two, starting today, and tomorrow's a new [Eb] And I'm still local enough to choke you [Gm] to death with a Charleston chew [G] It's like a slam shady, hotter than a set of twin babies And a Mercedes [Eb] Benz with the windows up when the temp [Gm] goes up To the mid-80s, calling men [G] ladies Sorry doc, but I've been crazy There's a way [Eb] that you can save me It's okay, [Gm] go with him, Haley Baby! Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say But nothing comes out [Eb] when they move their lips Just a bunch of gibberish And [Gm] motherfuckers act like they forgot about Greg Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say But nothing comes out [Eb] when they move their lips Just a bunch of gibberish [Gm] And motherfuckers act like they forgot about Greg And it was up to me, you motherfuckers stopped coming up to me With your hands out looking up at [Eb] me Like you want something free When my last [Gm] CD was out you wasn't bumping me But now [G] that I got Smoke Company Everybody wanna come to me like it was some [Eb] disease But you won't get a crumb from me [Gm] Cause I'm from the streets, so I'm from the streets, so I sold them all All them little gangsters, who you think helped mow them all? Now you [Eb] wanna run around talking about guns like I ain't [Gm] got none What you think I sold them all? Cause I stay well off? Now all I get is hate mail all day saying, Grey fell off? [Eb] What, cause I been in the lab with a pen and [Gm] a pad Trying to get this damn label off? I [G] ain't having that This is the millennium of aftermath It ain't gon' be [Eb] nothing after that So give me one more platinum [Gm] black and fuck rap You can have it back [G] So where's all the mad rappers at? It's like a jungle in this habitat [Eb] But all you savage cats know that I was strapped [Gm] with gaps When you were cuddling a cabbage patch Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say But nothing comes out [Eb] when they move their lips Just a bunch of gibberish [Gm] Motherfuckers act like they forgot about Grey Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say But nothing [Eb] comes out when they move their lips Just a bunch of gibberish [Gm] Motherfuckers act like they forgot about Grey Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say But nothing comes out when they move their lips Just a bunch of gibberish Motherfuckers act like they forgot [N] about
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Y'all know me, it's the same OG, but I've been low-key
[Eb] Hated on by most these niggas with no [Gm] cheese No deals and no jeans, no wheels and no keys
No bus, no snowmobiles and no skis [Eb] Mad at me cause I can finally afford [Gm] to provide
my family with groceries Got a crib with a studio and a saw full of
tracks To add to the wall [Eb] full of plaques
Hanging up in the office [Gm] and back of my house like trophies
You sure think I'ma let my toe freeze?
Ho, please, you better bow down [Eb] on both knees Who you think taught you [Gm] to smoke trees?
Who you think brought you to O.D.s?
Eazy E's, Ice Cubez and D.O..C.s, [Eb] the Snoop D-O-double G's And the group [Gm] that said, motherfucker, the police Saved you a tape full of dope beats to bump when you strode through in your hood And [Eb] when your album sales wasn't so too good, [Gm] who's the doc that he told you to go see? [G] Y'all better listen up closely All you niggas that said that I turned pop [Eb] on the fur flop Y'all are the reason [Gm] that Dre ain't been getting no sleep So fuck y'all, all of y'all If y'all don't like me, blow me [Eb] Y'all are gonna keep fucking around with me [Gm] and turn me back to the old me Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say But nothing comes out [Eb] when they move their lips Just a bunch of gibberish [Gm] and motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say But nothing comes out [Eb] when they move their lips Just a bunch of gibberish [Gm] and motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre But what do you say to somebody you hate? Or anyone trying to bring trouble your way? [Eb] Wonder if it's all things in the blood of your way? [Gm] It's the study of tape of N.W..A. One day I was walking by with a Walkman on When I caught a guy giving [Eb] me an awkward eye He trangled him off [Gm] in the parking lot But it's dark and I, I don't give a fuck if it's dark or not I'm harder than me trying to block the dots [Eb] When I'm drunk as fuck, right next to a [Gm] new mortgage truck And a two-car garage, hopping out with two broken legs Trying to walk it off, fuck you too [Eb] bitch, call the cops I'ma kill you [Gm] and them loud-ass motherfucking barking dogs And when the cops came to me and Dre stood next to a burnt-down house With [Eb] a can full of gas and a handful of matches [Gm] It still weren't found out, [G] right here, I'm here on out It's a chronic [Gm] two, starting today, and tomorrow's a new [Eb] And I'm still local enough to choke you [Gm] to death with a Charleston chew [G] It's like a slam shady, hotter than a set of twin babies And a Mercedes [Eb] Benz with the windows up when the temp [Gm] goes up To the mid-80s, calling men [G] ladies Sorry doc, but I've been crazy There's a way [Eb] that you can save me It's okay, [Gm] go with him, Haley Baby! Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say But nothing comes out [Eb] when they move their lips Just a bunch of gibberish And [Gm] motherfuckers act like they forgot about Greg Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say But nothing comes out [Eb] when they move their lips Just a bunch of gibberish [Gm] And motherfuckers act like they forgot about Greg And it was up to me, you motherfuckers stopped coming up to me With your hands out looking up at [Eb] me Like you want something free When my last [Gm] CD was out you wasn't bumping me But now [G] that I got Smoke Company Everybody wanna come to me like it was some [Eb] disease But you won't get a crumb from me [Gm] Cause I'm from the streets, so I'm from the streets, so I sold them all All them little gangsters, who you think helped mow them all? Now you [Eb] wanna run around talking about guns like I ain't [Gm] got none What you think I sold them all? Cause I stay well off? Now all I get is hate mail all day saying, Grey fell off? [Eb] What, cause I been in the lab with a pen and [Gm] a pad Trying to get this damn label off? I [G] ain't having that This is the millennium of aftermath It ain't gon' be [Eb] nothing after that So give me one more platinum [Gm] black and fuck rap You can have it back [G] So where's all the mad rappers at? It's like a jungle in this habitat [Eb] But all you savage cats know that I was strapped [Gm] with gaps When you were cuddling a cabbage patch Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say But nothing comes out [Eb] when they move their lips Just a bunch of gibberish [Gm] Motherfuckers act like they forgot about Grey Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say But nothing [Eb] comes out when they move their lips Just a bunch of gibberish [Gm] Motherfuckers act like they forgot about Grey Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say But nothing comes out when they move their lips Just a bunch of gibberish Motherfuckers act like they forgot [N] about
[Eb] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _
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[Eb] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _
Y'all know me, it's the same OG, but I've been low-key
[Eb] Hated on by most these niggas with no [Gm] cheese No deals and no jeans, no wheels and no keys
No bus, no snowmobiles and no skis [Eb] Mad at me cause I can finally afford [Gm] to provide
my family with groceries Got a crib with a studio and a saw full of
tracks To add to the wall [Eb] full of plaques
Hanging up in the office [Gm] and back of my house like trophies
You sure think I'ma let my toe freeze?
Ho, please, you better bow down [Eb] on both knees Who you think taught you [Gm] to smoke trees?
Who you think brought you to O.D.s?
Eazy E's, Ice Cubez and D.O..C.s, [Eb] the Snoop D-O-double G's And the group [Gm] that said, motherfucker, the police Saved you a tape full of dope beats to bump when you strode through in your hood And [Eb] when your album sales wasn't so too good, [Gm] who's the doc that he told you to go see? [G] Y'all better listen up closely All you niggas that said that I turned pop [Eb] on the fur flop Y'all are the reason [Gm] that Dre ain't been getting no sleep So fuck y'all, all of y'all If y'all don't like me, blow me [Eb] Y'all are gonna keep fucking around with me [Gm] and turn me back to the old me Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say But nothing comes out [Eb] when they move their lips Just a bunch of gibberish [Gm] and motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say But nothing comes out [Eb] when they move their lips Just a bunch of gibberish [Gm] and motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre But what do you say to somebody you hate? Or anyone trying to bring trouble your way? [Eb] Wonder if it's all things in the blood of your way? [Gm] It's the study of tape of N.W..A. One day I was walking by with a Walkman on When I caught a guy giving [Eb] me an awkward eye He trangled him off [Gm] in the parking lot But it's dark and I, I don't give a fuck if it's dark or not I'm harder than me trying to block the dots [Eb] When I'm drunk as fuck, right next to a [Gm] new mortgage truck And a two-car garage, hopping out with two broken legs Trying to walk it off, fuck you too [Eb] bitch, call the cops I'ma kill you [Gm] and them loud-ass motherfucking barking dogs And when the cops came to me and Dre stood next to a burnt-down house With [Eb] a can full of gas and a handful of matches [Gm] It still weren't found out, [G] right here, I'm here on out It's a chronic [Gm] two, starting today, and tomorrow's a new [Eb] And I'm still local enough to choke you [Gm] to death with a Charleston chew [G] It's like a slam shady, hotter than a set of twin babies And a Mercedes [Eb] Benz with the windows up when the temp [Gm] goes up To the mid-80s, calling men [G] ladies Sorry doc, but I've been crazy There's a way [Eb] that you can save me It's okay, [Gm] go with him, Haley Baby! Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say But nothing comes out [Eb] when they move their lips Just a bunch of gibberish And [Gm] motherfuckers act like they forgot about Greg Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say But nothing comes out [Eb] when they move their lips Just a bunch of gibberish [Gm] And motherfuckers act like they forgot about Greg And it was up to me, you motherfuckers stopped coming up to me With your hands out looking up at [Eb] me Like you want something free When my last [Gm] CD was out you wasn't bumping me But now [G] that I got Smoke Company Everybody wanna come to me like it was some [Eb] disease But you won't get a crumb from me [Gm] Cause I'm from the streets, so I'm from the streets, so I sold them all All them little gangsters, who you think helped mow them all? Now you [Eb] wanna run around talking about guns like I ain't [Gm] got none What you think I sold them all? Cause I stay well off? Now all I get is hate mail all day saying, Grey fell off? [Eb] What, cause I been in the lab with a pen and [Gm] a pad Trying to get this damn label off? I [G] ain't having that This is the millennium of aftermath It ain't gon' be [Eb] nothing after that So give me one more platinum [Gm] black and fuck rap You can have it back [G] So where's all the mad rappers at? It's like a jungle in this habitat [Eb] But all you savage cats know that I was strapped [Gm] with gaps When you were cuddling a cabbage patch Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say But nothing comes out [Eb] when they move their lips Just a bunch of gibberish [Gm] Motherfuckers act like they forgot about Grey Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say But nothing [Eb] comes out when they move their lips Just a bunch of gibberish [Gm] Motherfuckers act like they forgot about Grey Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say But nothing comes out when they move their lips Just a bunch of gibberish Motherfuckers act like they forgot [N] about