Dr Dre - Keep Their Headz Ringin Lyrics
Intro:Yeah, whattup, this is dr. dreThe partys goin onThank God its 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 2xVerse one:[hey you, sittin over there] say what?[you better get up out of your chair] thats right[and work your body down] yeahhh...[no time to funk around, cause we gon....]Funk, you, right on upSo get up, get a move on, and get your groove onIts the d-r-e the spectacularIn a party I go for your neck so call me blackulaAs I drain a niggaz jugular veinAnd maintain to leave blood stains so dont complainJust chill, listen to the beats I spillKeepin it real, enables me to make another mealStill, niggaz run up and try to kill at willBut get popped like a pimple, so call me clearasilI wipe niggaz off the face of the earth since birthI been a bad nigga, now let me tell you what Im worthMore than a stealth bomber, I cause dramaThe enforcer, music flows like a flying saucerOr a 747 jet, never forgetIm that nigga that keeps the hoes panties wetThe mic gets smoked, once you hear the beat kickWith grooves so funky, they come with a speed stickSo check the flavor that Im bringinThe mother*****in d-r-e, will keep their mother*****in headz ringin(chorus)Verse two:One-two for the crew, three-fo for the doughFive for the hoe, six-seven-eight for death rowMad niggaz about to feel the full effect of intellectSo I can collect respect, plus a checkNow I fin to, get into to, my mentalWill take care of this business I need to attend to, cuz my rents dueAnd this rap shits my meal ticketSo you God damn right Im gonna kick it, or get evictedI bring terror like stephen kingA black casanova, runnin niggaz over like christineWhen I rock the spot with the flavor I gotI kick plenty of ass, so call me an astronautAs I blast past another niggas ass that thought he was strongBut I smoke him like grass, just like cheech and chongWhen I flow, niggaz know, its time to take a hikeCause I grab the mic and flip my tongue like a dykeI got rhymes to keep you enchantedProduce a smokesscreen with the funky green to keep your eyes slantedSo check the flavor that Im bringinThe mother*****in d-r-e, will keep their mother*****in headz ringin(chorus)Verse three:Debonairre with flair, I scare wear and tearWithout a care, runnin shit as if I was a mayorBut I aint no politician, no competitionSendin all opposition to see a morticianIm up front, never in the back dropStep on stage and get faded just like a flat topYour rhyme sounds like you bought em at stop n goDre came to wax you so, just call me mop n glowMany tried to, but just cant rock withIm 6-1, 225, a pure chocolateYour chances of jackin me are slim gCause I rock from summer til santa comes down the chimneyHo ho ho, and so, as I continue to flowCause yo, Im just a fly negroSo, check the flavor that Im bringinThe mother*****in d-r-e, will keep their mother*****in headz ringin(chorus)
