Y`all know me, still the same ol` G
But I been low key
Hated on by most these ni**as
Wit no cheese, no deals and no G`s, no wheels and no keys
No boats, no snowmobiles and no ski`s
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 y`all think I`m gonna let my dough freeze
Ho 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, "Muthaf**k the police"

Gave you a tape full of dope beats
To bump when you 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?
Y`all better listen up closely
All you ni**as that said that I turned pop
Or the Firm flop
Y`all are the reason Dre ain`t been getting no sleep
So f**k y`all, all of y`all
If y`all don`t like me, blow me
Y`all are gonna keep f**kin` around wit me
And turn me back to the old me

Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say
But nothin` comes out when they move they lips
Just a buncha gibberish
And muthaf**kas act like they forgot about Dre
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say
But nothin` comes out when they move they lips
Just a buncha gibberish
And muthaf**kas act like they forgot about Dre

So what do you say to somebody you hate
Or anybody tryna bring trouble your way
Wanna resolve things in a bloodier way
Just study your tape of NWA
One day I was walkin` by
Wit a walkman 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 f**k if it`s dark or not
I`m harder than me tryna park a dodge
But I`m drunk as f**k
Right next to a humungous truck in a two car garage
Hoppin` out wit two broken legs, tryna walk it off
F**k you too bitch, call the cops
I`m a kill you and them
Loud ass muthaf**kin barkin` dogs

And when the cops came through me
Dre stood next to a burnt down house
Wit a can full of gas and a hand full of matches
They still wouldn`t found out
From here on out it`s the chronic two
Startin` today and tomorrow`s the new
And I`m still loco enough
To choke you to death wit a Charleston chew

Slim Shady hotter then a set of twin babies
In a Mercedes Benz wit the windows up
And the temp goes up to the mid 80`s
Callin` men, ladies
Sorry Doc, but I`ve been crazy
There is no way that you can save me
It`s okay, go with him Hailey

Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say
But nothin` comes out when they move they lips
Just a buncha gibberish
And muthaf**kas act like they forgot about Dre
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say
But nothin` comes out when they move they lips
Just a buncha gibberish
And muthaf**kas act like they forgot about Dre

If it was up to me
You muthaf**kas would stop comin` up to me
Wit your hands out lookin` up to me
Like you want somethin` free
When my last C.D. was out you wasn`t bumpin` me
But now that I got`s new company
Everybody wanna come to me like it was some disease
But you won`t get a crumb from me
`Cause I`m from the streets of The Compton

I told em all
All them little gangstas
Who you think helped mould `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 a pen and a pad
Tryna get this damn label off

I ain`t havin that
This is the millenium of Aftermath
It ain`t gonna be nothin` after that
So give me one more platinum plaque and f**k 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 in the cabbage patch

Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say
But nothin` comes out when they move they lips
Just a buncha gibberish
And muthaf**kas act like they forgot about Dre
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say
But nothin` comes out when they move they lips
Just a buncha gibberish
And muthaf**kas act like they forgot about Dre

Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say
But nothin` comes out when they move they lips
Just a buncha gibberish
And muthaf**kas act like they forgot about Dre