Dr. Dre Lyrics

Album: Unknown

Keep Their Headz Ringin Lyrics

[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]