Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Their Headz Ringin

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

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

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

Verse

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

(Chorus)

Two:

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

(Chorus)

Three:

Debonairre flair, I scare wear and tear
a care, runnin shit as if I was a mayor
But I no politician, no competition
all opposition to see a mortician
I'm up front, never in the drop
Step on stage and get just like a flat top
Your rhyme sounds you bought em at Stop N Go
Dre came to wax you so, just me Mop N Glow
Many to, but just can't rock with
I'm 6-1, 225, a pure
Your chances of jackin me are G
I rock from summer til Santa comes down the chimney
Ho ho ho, and so, as I to flow
yo, I'm just a fly negro
So, check the that I'm bringin
The motherfuckin D-R-E, will keep their motherfuckin ringin

(Chorus)