Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Their Headz Ringin

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

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

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

Verse

[Hey you, sittin there] Say what?
[You get up out of your chair] That's right
[And work 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
the D-R-E the spectacular
In a party I go for neck so call me Blackula
As I drain a niggaz vein
and maintain to leave 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 kill at
But get popped like a pimple, so call me
I wipe niggaz off the face of the since birth
I been a bad nigga, now let me tell you I'm worth
More than a Stealth bomber, I drama
The enforcer, music flows a flying saucer
Or a 747 jet, forget
I'm nigga that keeps the hoes panties wet
The mic gets smoked, once you hear the kick
With so funky, they come with a Speed Stick
So check the flavor I'm bringin
The motherfuckin D-R-E, will keep 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 effect of intellect
So I can respect, plus a check
Now I to, get into to, my mental
will take care of this business I need to to, 'cause my rent's due
And this rap shit's my ticket
So you god damn right I'm gonna kick it, or get
I bring terror like King
A Casanova, runnin niggaz over like Christine
When I rock the with the flavor I got
I kick plenty of ass, so me an astronaut
As I past another nigga's ass that thought he was strong
But I smoke him like grass, just like Cheech and
I flow, niggaz know, it's time to take a hike
Cause I the mic and flip my tongue like a dyke
I got rhymes to keep you
a smokesscreen with the funky green to keep your eyes slanted
So check the that I'm bringin
The D-R-E, will keep their motherfuckin headz ringin

(Chorus)

Three:

Debonairre with flair, I wear and tear
without a care, shit as if I was a mayor
But I no politician, no competition
Sendin all to see a mortician
I'm up front, in the back drop
Step on stage and get faded just a flat top
Your sounds like you bought em at Stop N Go
Dre came to wax you so, just me Mop N Glow
Many tried to, but just can't with
I'm 6-1, 225, a chocolate
Your chances of me are slim G
Cause I rock from summer til Santa comes down the
Ho ho ho, and so, as I continue to
Cause yo, I'm a fly negro
So, check the flavor I'm bringin
The motherfuckin D-R-E, will keep their motherfuckin headz

(Chorus)