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Dr.dre Miscellaneous Keep Their Headz Ringin Intro: Yeah, whattup, this is dr. dre The party's goin on Thank god it's friday ["buck buck buck buck booyaka shan!" - krs one" repeat 4x] Chorus: Keep their headz ringin (ding ding dong ring-gading ding ding dong) Repeat 2x Verse one: [hey you, sittin over there] say what? [you better get up out of your chair] that's right [and work your body down] yeahhh... [no time to funk around, cause we gon....] Funk, you, right on up So get up, get a move on, and get your groove on It's the d-r-e the spectacular In a party i go for your neck so call me blackula As i drain a niggaz jugular vein And maintain to leave blood stains so don't complain Just chill, listen to the beats i spill Keepin it real, enables me to make another meal Still, niggaz run up and try to kill at will But get popped like a pimple, so call me clearasil I wipe niggaz off the face of the earth since birth I been a bad nigga, now let me tell you what i'm worth More than a stealth bomber, i cause drama The enforcer, music flows like a flying saucer Or a 747 jet, never forget I'm that nigga that keeps the hoes panties wet The mic gets smoked, once you hear the beat kick With grooves so funky, they come with a speed stick So check the flavor that i'm bringin The motherfuckin d-r-e, will keep their motherfuckin headz ringin (chorus) Verse two: One-two for the crew, three-fo' for the dough Five for the hoe, six-seven-eight for death row Mad niggaz about to feel the full effect of intellect So i can collect respect, plus a check Now i fin' to, get into to, my mental Will take care of this business i need to attend to, cuz my rent's due And this rap shit's my meal ticket So you god damn right i'm gonna kick it, or get evicted I bring terror like stephen king A black casanova, runnin niggaz over like christine When i rock the spot with the flavor i got I kick plenty of ass, so call me an astronaut As i blast past another nigga's ass that thought he was strong But i smoke him like grass, just like cheech and chong When i flow, niggaz know, it's time to take a hike Cause i grab the mic and flip my tongue like a dyke I got rhymes to keep you enchanted Produce a smokesscreen with the funky green to keep your eyes slanted So check the flavor that i'm bringin The motherfuckin d-r-e, will keep their motherfuckin headz ringin (chorus) Verse three: Debonairre with flair, i scare wear and tear Without a care, runnin shit as if i was a mayor But i ain't no politician, no competition Sendin all opposition to see a mortician I'm up front, never in the back drop Step on stage and get faded just like a flat top Your rhyme sounds like you bought em at stop n go Dre came to wax you so, just call me mop n glow Many tried to, but just can't rock with I'm 6-1, 225, a pure chocolate Your chances of jackin me are slim g Cause i rock from summer til santa comes down the chimney Ho ho ho, and so, as i continue to flow Cause yo, i'm just a fly negro So, check the flavor that i'm bringin The motherfuckin d-r-e, will keep their motherfuckin headz ringin (chorus) |
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