Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Their Headz Ringin

Yeah, whattup, is Dr. Dre
The goin on
God it's Friday

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

Keep their headz ringin (ding dong ring-gading ding ding dong)
2X

Verse

[Hey you, sittin over there] Say
[You better get up out of your chair] right
work your body down] Yeahhh...
[No time to around, cause we gon....]
Funk, you, on up
So get up, get a on, and get your groove on
It's the D-R-E the
In a party I go for your neck so call me
As I drain a jugular vein
and maintain to leave blood stains so don't
chill, listen to the beats I spill
Keepin it real, enables me to another meal
Still, niggaz run up and try to kill at
But get popped like a pimple, so call me
I wipe off the face of the Earth since birth
I a bad nigga, now let me tell you what I'm worth
More a Stealth bomber, I cause drama
The enforcer, music flows a flying saucer
Or a 747 jet, never
I'm that nigga that keeps the panties wet
The mic smoked, once you hear the beat kick
With so funky, they come with a Speed Stick
So check the that I'm bringin
The motherfuckin D-R-E, will keep their motherfuckin headz

(Chorus)

Two:

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

(Chorus)

Three:

Debonairre with flair, I wear and tear
without a care, runnin shit as if I was a
But I no politician, no competition
Sendin all to see a mortician
I'm up front, never in the drop
Step on stage and get faded just like a top
Your rhyme sounds like you em at Stop N Go
Dre came to wax you so, just call me Mop N
Many tried to, but can't rock with
I'm 6-1, 225, a pure
Your chances of me are slim G
Cause I rock from summer til Santa comes down the
Ho ho ho, and so, as I to flow
Cause yo, I'm just a fly
So, check the flavor that I'm
The motherfuckin D-R-E, keep their motherfuckin headz ringin

(Chorus)