Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Their Heads Ringin’

Yeah, what up? is Dr. Dre
The goin' on
Thank God it's

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

their heads ringin'

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

Hey you sittin over there, say
You better get up outta your chair, that's
And work body down, yeah
No time to 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 neck so call me Blackula

As I drain a nigga's vein
And to leave blood stains
So don't complain, chill
to the beats I spill
Keepin' it real 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
birth I've been a bad nigga
Now let me tell ya I'm worth

than a stealth bomba
I cause drama, the
Music floats a flying saucer
Or a 747 jet, forget
I'm that nigga that keeps the hoes wet

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

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

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

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

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

I bring terror Stephen King
A black Casanova, niggas over like Christine
When I the spot wit the flava I got
I get plenty of ass, me an ass-tronaut

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

I got rhymes to you enchanted
Produce a smokescreen with the funky
And keep eyes slanted
So check the flava that Im
The D-R-E
A keep their motherfuckin' heads

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

If you to get on down
You get on down
get on down

Debonair with flair I scare and tear
a care, runnin shit as if I was a mayor
But I no politician, no competition
Sendin all to see a mortician

Im up front, never in the drop
I step on stage and get faded like a
Your sounds like you bought em at Stop-n-go
Dre came to wax you, so just me Mop-n-glo

try to, but just 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 mothafuckin'
A keep motherfuckin' heads ringin'

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

Ring ding dong, ring a ding ding dong
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 back up in ass)
You get on down
(For the to the nickel)
get on down
(So all you motherfuckers out there to get with this?)
(Don't try it)

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

I can see you
Uhh, I know bobbin' your head
I can see you
You see me, ha ha ha, yeah
Death Row, let me you in the house, biotch
Ha ha, yeah, right, we out