Y’all know me, still the same O.GBut I been low-keyHated on by most these niggas with no cheeseNo deals and no G’sNo wheels and no keys, no boatsNo snowmobiles, and no skisMad at me ’cause I can finally affordTo provide my family with groceries
Got a crib with a studio and it’s all full of tracksTo add to the wall, full of plaquesHanging up in the office in back of my house like trophiesDid y’all think I’ma let my dough freeze, hoe pleaseYou better bow down on both kneesWho you think taught you to smoke trees?Who you think brought you the oldies?Eazy-E’s, Ice Cubes, and D.O.C’sThe Snoop D-O-double-G’sAnd the group that said, “Motherfuck the police”
Gave you a tape full of dope beatsTo bump when you stroll through in your hoodAnd when your album sales wasn’t doing too goodWho’s the Doctor they told you to go see?Y’all better listen up closelyAll you niggas that said that I turned popOr The Firm floppedY’all are the reason that Dre ain’t been getting no sleep
So fuck y’all, all of y’allIf y’all don’t like me, blow meY’all are gonna keep fucking around with meAnd turn me back to the old me
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to sayBut nothing comes out when they move their lipsJust a bunch of gibberishAnd motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to sayBut nothing comes out when they move their lipsJust a bunch of gibberishAnd motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre
So what do you say to somebody you hate?Or anyone tryna bring trouble your wayWanna resolve things in a bloodier wayThen just study a tape of N.W.AOne day, I was walking byWith a Walkman onWhen I caught a guyGive me an awkward eyeAnd I strangled him up in the parking lotWith his Karl Kani
I don’t give a fuck if it’s dark or notI’m harder than me tryna park a DodgeWhen I’m drunk as fuckRight next to a humongous truck in a two-car garageHopping out with two broken legsTrying to walk it offFuck you too bitch, call the copsI’ma kill you and them loud-ass motherfucking barking dogs
And when the cops came throughMe and Dre stood next to a burnt down houseWith a can full of gas and a hand full of matchesAnd still weren’t found outFrom here on out it’s the Chronic IIStarting today and tomorrow’s anewAnd I’m still loco enough to choke you to death with a Charleston Chew
Slim Shady, hotter then a set of twin babiesIn a Mercedes Benz with the windows upWhen the temp goes up to the mid-80sCalling men ladies, sorry, Doc, but I been crazyThere’s no way that you can save meIt’s okay, go with him Hailie
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to sayBut nothing comes out when they move their lipsJust a bunch of gibberishAnd motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to sayBut nothing comes out when they move their lipsJust a bunch of gibberishAnd motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre
If it was up to meYou motherfuckers would stop coming up to meWith your hands out looking up to meLike you want something freeWhen my last CD was outYou wasn’t bumping meBut now that I got this little companyEverybody wanna come to me like it was some diseaseBut you won’t get a crumb from me‘Cause I’m from the streets of Compton
I told ’em all, all them little gangstasWho you think helped mold ’em all?Now you wanna run around talking ’bout gunsLike I ain’t got noneWhat you think I sold ’em all?‘Cause I stay well offNow all I get is hate mail all daySaying, “Dre fell off”?What? ‘Cause I been in the lab with a pen and a padTryin’ to get this damn label off
I ain’t havin’ that, this is the millennium of AftermathIt ain’t gonna be nothin’ after thatSo give me one more platinum plaque and fuck rapYou can have it backSo where’s all the Mad Rappers at?It’s like a jungle in this habitatBut all you savage catsKnow that I was strapped with gatsWhile you were cuddling a Cabbage Patch
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to sayBut nothing comes out when they move their lipsJust a bunch of gibberishAnd motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to sayBut nothing comes out when they move their lipsJust a bunch of gibberishAnd motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to sayBut nothing comes out when they move their lipsJust a bunch of gibberishAnd motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre
Dr. Dre
The name “Dr. Dre” was born Feb. 18, 1965, when he was born Andre Romelle Young in Compton, California. He grew up listening his father play guitar and singing along. At age 11, he began playing drums, and later switched to bass guitar. In high school, he joined a band called NWA and played there for three years. After graduating from high school, he enrolled at Long Beach City College. There, he met another musician named Jimmy Iovine. They formed a group called the World Class Wreckin’ Cru. Later, they changed their name to the World Class Wrecking Crew.
In 1979, he signed a record deal with Ruthless Records and recorded his debut album, Straight Outta Compton. It went gold within one month of release. His second album, The Chronic, followed in 1992 and sold over 30 million copies worldwide. In 1996, he founded Aftermath Entertainment and signed artists like Eminem, 50 Cent, Snoop Dogg, Warren G and Nate Dogg. He also produced albums for Tupac Shakur, DMX and TLC.
Aftermath Entertainment was acquired by Interscope Records in 2001. He left Interscope in 2003 and started Beats Electronics. He launched iTunes Radio in 2008. He also cofounded Monster Cable and Monster Energy Drink. He has been nominated for 14 Grammy Awards and won five. He has also received several NAACP Image Award nominations.
Early life
In early 1975, while working at a record store, Dre met fellow employee Eazy-E with whom he formed a rap group called NWA. They soon signed with Ruthless Records, founded by Jerry Heller. Their debut album Straight Outta Compton was released in 1988.
Musical career
In 1985, Dre began working with fellow Compton native Eazy-E, who had been producing music since high school. Together, they formed Ruthless Records, named after the street where they grew up. Their first release was “Nuthin’ But A ‘G’ Thang”. They followed it up with “Boyz-n-the Hood” in 1987. In 1988, they signed a deal with Priority Records and dropped the album Straight Outta Compton. This marked the start of the gangsta rap movement, which lasted well into the 1990s.
