Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Their Heads Ringin’

Yeah, up? This is Dr. Dre
The party's on
God it's Friday

Buck buck buck booyaka shan
Buck buck buck booyaka shan
Buck buck buck booyaka shan
Buck buck buck booyaka shan

their heads ringin'

Ring ding dong, ring a ding ding dong
their heads ringin'
Ring ding dong, a ding ding ding dong
Uh

Hey you sittin there, say what?
You get up outta your chair, that's right
And work body down, yeah
No to funk around cuz we gon

Funk you on up
So get up, get a on and get your groove on
Its the D-R-E, the
Interparty I go for your so call me Blackula

As I drain a nigga's jugular
And maintain to leave stains
So complain, just chill
to the beats I spill
Keepin' it enables me to make another meal

niggas run up and try to kill at will
But get popped a pimple
So call me
I wipe niggas off the face of the
Since birth been a bad nigga
Now let me ya what I'm worth

More a stealth bomba
I cause drama, the
floats like a flying saucer
Or a 747 jet, never
I'm nigga that keeps the hoes panties wet

The mike gets
Once you hear the beat
grooves so funky, they come with a Speed Stick
So check the that I'm bringin'
The D-R-E
I keep motherfuckin' heads ringin'

Ring ding dong, ring a ding ding dong
Keep their ringin'
Ring ding dong, a ding ding ding dong

One two, for the
Three four, for the
Five, for the
Six seven eight, for Row

Mad niggas 'bout to feel the effect of intellect
So I can respect, plus a check
Now Im fend to get my men too
And care of this business
I need to to, cuz my rent's due

And rap shit's my meal ticket
So you goddamn I'ma kick it
Or get

I bring terror Stephen King
A black Casanova, runnin niggas like Christine
When I rock the wit the flava I got
I get plenty of ass, call me an

As I blast another niggas ass who thought he was strong
But I smoke him like grass just like and Chong
When I flow niggas know its time to take a
Cuz I grab the mike and flip my tongue a dike

I got rhymes to you enchanted
Produce a with the funky green
And keep eyes slanted
So the flava that Im bringin
The mothafunkin
A keep their motherfuckin' ringin'

Ring ding dong, a ding ding ding dong
Keep their heads
Ring ding dong, a ding ding ding dong
Yeah,

If you to get on down
You gotta get on
Just get on

with flair I scare wear and tear
Without a care, shit as if I was a mayor
But I no politician, no competition
all opposition to see a mortician

Im up front, in the back drop
I step on and get faded like a flattop
rhyme sounds like you bought em at Stop-n-go
Dre came to wax you, so just me Mop-n-glo

Many try to, but cant ride wit
Im six one, two of pure chocolate
Your chances of me are slim G
Cuz I rock from summer til Santa comes the chimney

Hoe hoe hoe and so as I continue to
Cuz yo, Im a fly negro so
Check the flava that Im
The D-R-E
A keep their heads ringin'

Ring dong, ring a ding ding ding dong
I keep their motherfuckin ringin'
Ring ding dong, ring a ding ding ding
I keep heads ringin'

Ring ding dong, ring a ding ding ding
I keep their ringin'
Ring ding dong, ring a ding ding dong

(Yeah, uhh, c'mon)
If you, want to, get on
(Yeah, Death Row up in that ass)
You get on down
(For the to the nickel)
get on down
(So all you motherfuckers out there tryin' to get this?)
(Don't try it)

If you, want to, get on
(You couldn't see us binoculars, can you dig it?)
You get on down
(Yeah, uhh, I know you're bobbin' head)
Just get on

I can see you
Uhh, I know bobbin' your head
I can see you
You can't see me, ha ha ha,
Death Row, let me know you in the house,
Ha ha, yeah, right, we out