එසැනින් දැනුන්දීම්?
මෙම යෙදුමට දැංවීම් සක්‍රීය කිරීමෙන් අලුත්ම දැංවීම් එසැනින් ලබාගන්න
සක්‍රීය කරන්න
එසැනින් දැනුන්දීම්?
දුරකතනයේ සැකසුම් තුලින් මෙම යෙදුමට දැංවීම් සක්‍රීය කිරීමෙන් අලුත්ම දැංවීම් එසැනින් ලබාගන්න
සැකසුම්
ඔබගේ දැංවීම් මෙහි දිස්වනු ඇත
ඔබ පිවිසි සබැඳිය වැරදි හෝ ප්‍රොෆයිලය ඉවත් කර ඇත
නව වෙනස ගැන ඔබගේ අදහස කියන්න
[Intro]
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Gm | Eb | Gm | Gm
Eb
Gm
[Verse 1]
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Gm
Y'all know me, still the same OG
But I been lowkey
Eb
Hated on by most these niggas
Gm
With no cheese, no deals and no G's
Gm
No wheels and no keys
No boats, no snowmobiles, and no skis
Eb Gm
Mad at me 'cause I can finally afford to provide my family with groceries
Gm
Got a crib with a studio and it's all full of tracks
Eb
To add to the wall full of plaques
Gm
Hangin' up in the office and back at my house like trophies
Gm
Did y'all think I'ma let my dough freeze?
Ho, please
Eb
You better bow down on both knees
Gm
Who you think taught you to smoke trees?
Gm
Who you think brought you the oldies?
Eazy E's, Ice Cube's, and D.O.C.'s
Eb
The Snoop D O double G's
Gm
And the group that said, "Motherfuck the police!"
Gm
Gave you a tape full of dope beats
To bump when you stroll through in your hood
Eb
And when your album sales wasn't doin' too good
Gm
Who's the Doctor they told you to go see?
Gm
Y'all better listen up closely
Eb
All you niggas that said that I turned pop or The Firm flopped
Gm
Y'all are the reason that Dre ain't been gettin' no sleep
Gm
So fuck y'all, all of y'all!
If y'all don't like me, blow me!
Eb Gm
Y'all are gon' keep fuckin' around with me and turn me back to the old me
[Chorus]
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Gm
Nowadays, everybody wanna talk like they got somethin' to say
Eb
But nothin' comes out when they move their lips
Just a bunch of gibberish
Gm
And motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre
Gm
Nowadays, everybody wanna talk like they got somethin' to say
Eb
But nothin' comes out when they move their lips
Just a bunch of gibberish
Gm
And motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre
[Verse 2]
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Gm
So what do you say to somebody you hate
Or anyone tryna bring trouble your way?
Eb
Wanna resolve things in a bloodier way?
Gm
Just study a tape of N.W. A
Gm
One day I was walkin' by
With a Walkman on, when I caught a guy
Eb
Gave me an awkward eye
Gm
And strangled him up in the parking lot with his Karl Kani
Gm
I don't give a fuck if it's dark or not
I'm harder than me tryna park a Dodge
Eb
When I'm drunk as fuck
Gm
Right next to a humongous truck in a two car garage
Gm
Hoppin' out with two broken legs tryna walk it off
Eb
Fuck you too, bitch, call the cops
Gm
I'ma kill you and them loud ass motherfuckin' barkin' dogs
Gm
And when the cops came through
Me and Dre stood next to a burnt down house
Eb
With a can full of gas and a hand full of matches
Gm
And still weren't found out
Gm
So from here on out, it's the Chronic II
Startin' today and tomorrow's anew
Eb Gm
And I'm still loco enough to choke you to death with a Charleston Chew
Gm
Chicka chicka chicka Slim Shady
Hotter than a set of twin babies
Eb
In a Mercedes Benz with the windows up
Gm
When the temp goes up to the mid eighties
Gm
Callin' men ladies
Sorry Doc, but I been crazy
Eb
There's no way that you can save me
Gm
It's okay, go with him, Hailie
[Verse 3]
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Gm
If it was up to me, you motherfuckers'd stop
Comin' up to me with your hands out
Eb
Lookin' up to me like you want somethin' free
Gm
When my last CD was out, you weren't bumpin' me
Gm
But now that I got this little company
Everybody wanna come to me
Eb
Like it was some disease, but you won't get a crumb from me
Gm
'Cause I'm from the streets of C Compton!
Gm
I told 'em all
All 'em little gangstas, who you think helped mold 'em all?
Eb Gm
Now you wanna run around talkin' 'bout guns like I ain't got none
What, you think I sold 'em all
Gm
'Cause I stay well off?
Now all I get is hate mail all day sayin' Dre fell off
Eb
What, 'cause I been in the lab
Gm
With a pen and a pad tryin' to get this damn label off?
Gm
I ain't havin' that
This is the millennium of Aftermath
Eb
It ain't gon' be nothin' after that
So give me one more platinum plaque
Gm
And fuck rap, you can have it back
Gm
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 with gats
Gm
While you were cuddlin' a Cabbage Patch
[Outro]
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Gm
Nowadays, everybody wanna talk like they got somethin' to say
But nothin' comes out when they move their lips
Just a bunch of gibberish
And motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre
බෙදාගන්න
ලයිස්තු වලට...
දැනුම්දෙන්න
ඔබ පිවිසි සබැඳිය වැරදි හෝ ගීතය ඉවත් කර ඇත
ගීත සොයා ගැනීමට නොමැත.
සෙවුම් පද වෙනස් කර හෝ පසුව බලන්න — ගීත නිතරම එකතු වෙනවා.
