Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Their Headz Ringin

Yeah, whattup, is Dr. Dre
The party's on
Thank God Friday

["Buck buck buck booyaka shan!" - KRS One" repeat 4X]

Keep their headz ringin (ding ding dong ding ding dong)
2X

Verse

[Hey you, sittin over Say what?
[You better get up out of your That's right
[And work body down] Yeahhh...
[No to funk around, cause we gon....]
Funk, you, on up
So get up, get a on, and get your groove on
the D-R-E the spectacular
In a party I go for neck so call me Blackula
As I drain a niggaz jugular
and maintain to blood stains so don't complain
chill, listen to the beats I spill
Keepin it real, enables me to make meal
Still, run up and try to kill at will
But get like a pimple, so call me Clearasil
I wipe niggaz off the face of the Earth birth
I a bad nigga, now let me tell you what I'm worth
More a Stealth bomber, I cause drama
The enforcer, flows like a flying saucer
Or a 747 jet, forget
I'm that nigga that keeps the hoes wet
The mic gets smoked, once you the beat kick
grooves so funky, they come with a Speed Stick
So check the that I'm bringin
The motherfuckin D-R-E, keep their motherfuckin headz ringin

(Chorus)

Two:

One-two for the crew, for the dough
for the hoe, six-seven-eight for Death Row
Mad niggaz about to feel the full of intellect
So I can collect respect, a check
Now I fin' to, get to, my mental
will take care of this I need to attend to, 'cause my rent's due
And this rap shit's my meal
So you god right I'm gonna kick it, or get evicted
I bring terror like King
A Casanova, runnin niggaz over like Christine
When I rock the with the flavor I got
I kick of ass, so call me an astronaut
As I blast another nigga's ass that thought he was strong
But I smoke him like grass, just Cheech and Chong
When I flow, know, it's time to take a hike
Cause I the mic and flip my tongue like a dyke
I got rhymes to you enchanted
Produce a smokesscreen with the funky to keep your eyes slanted
So check the that I'm bringin
The motherfuckin D-R-E, keep their motherfuckin headz ringin

(Chorus)

Three:

Debonairre with flair, I scare wear and
without a care, runnin as if I was a mayor
But I ain't no politician, no
Sendin all to see a mortician
I'm up front, never in the drop
Step on and get faded just like a flat top
Your rhyme sounds like you bought em at N Go
Dre came to wax you so, just call me Mop N
tried to, but just can't rock with
I'm 6-1, 225, a chocolate
Your chances of jackin me are G
Cause I rock summer til Santa comes down the chimney
Ho ho ho, and so, as I continue to
yo, I'm just a fly negro
So, check the flavor that I'm
The motherfuckin D-R-E, will keep their motherfuckin headz

(Chorus)