AWA

Keep Their Heads Ringin'(Instrumental)

Track byDr. Dre

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  • 1995.01.01
  • 4:58
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(Ha Ha) Yeh, What up, this is Dr. Dre The party's goin' on (Ha) Thank God it's Friday Bu-Bu-Bu-Bu-Boo-ya-cachad Bu-Bu-Bu-Bu-Boo-ya-cachad Bu-Bu-Bu-Bu-Boo-ya-cachad Bu-Bu-Bu-Bu-Boo-ya-cachad Keep their heads ringin' Ring ding dong ring a ding ding dong Keep their heads ringin' Ring ding dong ring a ding ding dong Uh yeah Hey you, sittin' over there (say what) You better get up outta your chair (that's right) And work your body down (yeah) No time to funk around 'cause we goin' Funk you right on up So get up and get a move on And get your groove on It's the D-R-E, the spectacula' In a party, I go for your neck So call me Blackula As I drain a nigga's jugular vein And maintain to leave blood stains So don't complain, just chill And listen to the beats I spill Keepin' it real Enables me to make another mil Still niggas run up and try to kill at will But get popped like a pimple So call me Clearasil I wipe niggas off the face of the earth Since birth, I've been a bad nigga So let me tell ya what I'm worth More than a stealth bomba I cause drama, the enforcer Music floats 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 flava that I'm bringin' The motherfuckin' D-R-E I keep their motherfuckin' heads ringin' Ring ding dong ring a ding ding dong kKeep their heads ringin' Ring ding dong ring a ding ding dong One, two for the crew Three, four for the dough Five for the hoes Six, seven, eight for Death Row Mad niggas bout to feel the full effect Of intellect, so I can collect respect Plus a check Now I'm fend to got end to my men, too To take of this business I need to attend to 'Cause my rent's due And this rap shit's my meal ticket So you goddamn right, I'ma kick it Or get evicted I bring terror like Stephen King A black Casanova runnin' niggas over like Christine When I rock the spot Wit the flava I got I get plenty of ass, so call me an ass-tronaut As I blast pass another nigga's ass who thought he was strong But I smoke him like grass, just like Cheech and Chong When I flow niggas, know it's time to take a hike 'Cause I grab the mike And flip my tongue like a dike I got rhymes to keep you enchanted Produce smokescreen with the funky green to keep your eyes slanted So check the flava that I'm bringin' The mothafunkin' D-R-E I keep their motherfuckin' heads ringin' Ring ding dong ring a ding ding dong Keep their heads ringin' Ring ding dong ring a ding ding dong If you want to get on down You gotta get on down Just get on down Debonair 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 like a flat top Your rhymes sounds like you bought 'em at stop-n-go Dre came to wax you, so just call me Mop-N-Glo Many try to, but just can't rock wit I'm six-one, two twenty-five of pure chocolate Your chances of jackin me are slim, G 'Cause I rock from summer 'til Santa comes down the chimney Hoe hoe hoe and so as I continue to flow 'Cause, yo, I'm just a fly Negro so Check the flava that I'm bringin' The motha funkin D-R-E I keep their motherfuckin' heads ringin' Ring ding dong ring a ding ding dong I keep their motherfuckin' heads ringin' Ring ding dong ring a ding ding dong Ring ding dong ring a ding ding dong I keep their heads ringin' Ring ding dong ring a ding ding dong

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