Forgot About Dre Chords by Dr. Dre

[Intro]
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[Verse]
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Hey yo whassup
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My name is Dre
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Can I blaze some chronic witchu
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Nigga what FO' SHO'
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Roll that shit up
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Hell yeah still Alwayz Into Somethin'
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Heart still in Compton
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The comp can't oppose dope Cali platinum classicals
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Introduced you to my Doggs that don't love hoes
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And Firm Fiascoes assholes
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Fucked you up with my last video tuxed up
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Doing a tango
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And cash always in my grasp
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Came up in the game wearin khakis not kangols stranglin' hoes
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When asked about it in most interviews I just laugh
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Now I vacate with hoes with a gang of ass
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One feed me mangoes the other lightin my hash


[Chorus]
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Rap tabloids write Dre's light in the ass
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Came home uptight ready to mash
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Like a gas pedal get on that sixtyfour Chevy level
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Akminus fortyseven heavy metal
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Who say Dre ain't ghetto Just whistle like a tea kettle
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I throw three at you tell me if you see devils
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Cause we rebels over here I smell Chronic in the air
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That means we takin over this year
        
You hear
                                             
Light Speed blazin Chronic through the galaxy


[Verse]
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Hydro doja chocolate thai weed
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Or we might be sippin on gin or Hennessey
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Fuck that where that new shit The Chronic Iced Teas
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I hang among hustlers I slang and hoobang Bronson
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When bustaz roll through can't fuck with my bold crew
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We will hold you captive and bust
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Cause gangbangin is the active activity
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Where I be livin B there ain't no Liberty Statue
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Hope you got your gat don't let them catch you
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Slippin without yours it's warfare outdoors
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Ambulance violent uproars
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Trash niggas takin out like chores I meet whores on tours
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Jeans hot as pepper so I sip champagne on stormy shores
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We on some hardcore pornographic
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Toting Austrian firearms that's made out of plastic
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In these drastic surroundings it be sounding like Lebanon
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Makin' fools RETREAT like Megatron and Starscream
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Oh yeah I screamonstars
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To get loot and crossover like Kareem AbdulJabbar
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Get out your car son that's how I came to bougie niggas
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At bar one it's either that or make front page stardom
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I'm the Golden Child chased by Sodom
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Newenze gots my bulletproof it's hard to shoot me you hear
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That means it's real fuckin hard to shoot me you hear
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Light Speed blazin Chronic through the galaxy
                     Gm       
Hydro doja chocolate thai weed
                                Eb       
Or we might be sippin on gin or Hennessey
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Fuck that where that new shit The Chronic Iced Teas ■  ■