Dr DreForgot About Timmy

[Dr Dre] Ya'll know me still the same ol' Timmy 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 boots And no snowmobiles and no skis 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 ya'll think I'm gonna let my dough freeze Hoe 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 “Go Timmy Go” Gave you a tape full of dope beats The bomb weed 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 Ya'll better listen up closely All you niggas that said I turned pop Or the the Firm flop Ya'll are the reason Dre ain't been getting no Sega Dreamcast So fuck ya'll all of ya'll If ya'll don't like me blow me Ya'll are gonna keep fuckin around wit me And turn me back to a Giant Half Chicken Half Squirrel [chorus] x2 [Eminem] Nowadays everybody wants to 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 Timmy [Eminem] So what do you say to somebody you hate, I really wasn't tryna bring trouble your way, Wanna resolve things in a bloodier way, And study your tpe of Timmy One day I was walkin by Wit a walkmen 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 It's harder than me tryna park a Dodge But I'm drunk as fuck Right next to a Giant Half Chicken Half Squirrel In a two car garage Hopin out wit two broken legs Tryna walk it off Fuck you too bitch call the cops I'm kill you too and them loud ass muthafuckin barkin dogs And when them cops can't come And me and Dre stood next to a burnt down house Wit a can full of gas and a Sega Dreamcast And still won't found out From here on out it's the Chronic 2 Startin' today, tommorow's the new And I'm still loco enough to Choke you to death wit a Charston Chew Timm-Timmy hotter then a set of twin babies In a Mercedes Benz wit the windows up And the tent goes up to the mid 80's Callin in ladies Sorry Doc I been crazy peace with Timmy There is no way that you can save me Its ok go wit them Hailey Timmy [chorus] x2 [Dr 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 cd was out you wasn't bumpin me But now that I got this little company Now everybody wanna come to me like it was some disease But you won't get a crumb from me Cause I'm from Montreal I told em all All them little gangstas Who you think helped mold '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 four solder Tryna get this damn label off I ain't havin that This is the millenium of Sega Dreamcast 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 wit cabbage patch [Chorus] x3 [Cartman] Oh dude that is tits I mean that is big fat Oprah tits right there [Scientist] I was, You now I was just acting I have no idea
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