Keep Their Heads Ringin' (Explicit)
Dr. Dre"Keep Their Heads Ringin' (Explicit)" is a song by Dr. Dre, released in 1995 in the Pop genre. The song is 4:21 long and contains 124 lines and 720 words.
Lyrics
0:02Ha Ha
0:03Yeh, What up, this is Dr. Dre
0:06The party's goin' on Ha
0:09Thank God it's Friday
0:11Bu-Bu-Bu-Bu-Boo-ya-cachad
0:11Bu-Bu-Bu-Bu-Boo-ya-cachad
0:15Bu-Bu-Bu-Bu-Boo-ya-cachad
0:18Bu-Bu-Bu-Bu-Boo-ya-cachad
0:20Keep their heads ringin
0:21Ring ding dong ring a ding ding dong
0:25Keep their heads ringin'
0:26Ring ding dong ring a ding ding dong
0:30Uh yeah
0:31Hey you, sittin' over there
0:33Say what
0:34You better get up outta your chair
0:36That's right
0:36And work your body down
0:38Yeah
0:39No time to funk around 'cause we goin
0:42Funk you right on up
0:44So get up and get a move on
0:46And get your groove on
0:48It's the D-R-E, the spectacula
0:50In a party, I go for your neck
0:52So call me Blackula
0:53As I drain a ni**a's jugular vein
0:55And maintain to leave blood stains
0:57So don't complain, just chill
0:59And listen to the beats I spill
1:00Keepin' it real
1:01Enables me to make another mil
1:03Still niggas run up and try to kill at will
1:06But get popped like a pimple
1:07So call me Clearasil
1:08I wipe niggas off the face of the earth
1:10Since birth, I've been a bad ni**a
1:12So let me tell ya what I'm worth
1:14More than a stealth bomba
1:15I cause drama, the enforcer
1:17Music floats like a flying saucer
1:19Or a 747 jet, never forget
1:22I'm that ni**a that keeps the hoes panties wet
1:24The mic gets smoked
1:25Once you hear the beat kick
1:27With grooves so funky, they come with a Speed Stick
1:30So check the flava that I'm bringin'
1:32The motherf**kin' D-R-E
1:33I keep their motherf**kin' heads ringin'
1:35Ring ding dong ring a ding ding dong
1:39KKeep their heads ringin'
1:40Ring ding dong ring a ding ding dong
1:45One, two for the crew
1:47Three, four for the dough
1:48Five for the hoes
1:49Six, seven, eight for Death Row
1:51Mad niggas bout to feel the full effect
1:53Of intellect, so I can collect respect
1:55Plus a check
1:56Now I'm fend to got end to my men, too
1:59To take of this business I need to attend to
2:01'Cause my rent's due
2:02And this rap sh*t's my meal ticket
2:04So you goddamn right, I'ma kick it
2:06Or get evicted
2:07I bring terror like Stephen King
2:09A black Casanova runnin' niggas over like Christine
2:12When I rock the spot
2:13Wit the flava I got
2:15I get plenty of a**
2:16So call me an a**-tronaut
2:17As I blast pass another ni**a's a**
2:19Who thought he was strong
2:20But I smoke him like grass
2:21Just like Cheech and Chong
2:23When I flow niggas, know it's time to take a hike
2:25'Cause I grab the mike
2:26And flip my tongue like a dike
2:28I got rhymes to keep you enchanted
2:29Produce smokescreen with
2:31The funky green to keep your eyes slanted
2:33So check the flava that I'm bringin
2:35The mothafunkin' D-R-E
2:37I keep their motherf**kin' heads ringin
2:39Ring ding dong ring a ding ding dong
2:43Keep their heads ringin'
2:44Ring ding dong ring a ding ding dong
2:50If you want to get on down
2:54You gotta get on down
2:56Just get on down
3:00Debonair with flair
3:01I scare wear and tear
3:02Without a care
3:03Runnin sh*t, as if I was a mayor
3:05But I ain't no politician
3:06No competition
3:08Sendin all opposition
3:09To see a mortician
3:11I'm up front, never in the back drop
3:13Step on stage and get faded like a flat top
3:16Your rhymes sounds like you bought 'em at stop-n-go
3:18Dre came to wax you, so just call me Mop-N-Glo
3:21Many try to, but just can't rock wit
3:23I'm six-one, two twenty-five of pure chocolate
3:26Your chances of jackin me are slim, G
3:29'Cause I rock from summer 'til Santa
3:30Comes down the chimney
3:32Hoe hoe hoe and so as I continue to flow
3:34'Cause, yo, I'm just a fly Negro so
3:37Check the flava that I'm bringin'
3:39The motha funkin D-R-E
3:41I keep their motherf**kin' heads ringin
3:42Ring ding dong ring a ding ding dong
3:47I keep their motherf**kin' heads ringin
3:48Ring ding dong ring a ding ding dong
3:52Ring ding dong ring a ding ding dong
3:57I keep their heads ringin'
3:59Ring ding dong ring a ding ding dong
4:04If you want to get on down
4:08You gotta get on down
4:11Just get on down
4:14If you want to get on down
4:18You gotta get on down
4:21Just get on down
Ha Ha Yeh, What up, this is Dr. Dre The party's goin' on Ha Thank God it's Friday Bu-Bu-Bu-Bu-Boo-ya-cachad Bu-Bu-Bu-Bu-Boo-ya-cachad Bu-Bu-Bu-Bu-Boo-ya-cachad Bu-Bu-Bu-Bu-Boo-ya-cachad Keep their heads ringin Ring ding dong ring a ding ding dong Keep their heads ringin' Ring ding dong ring a ding ding dong Uh yeah Hey you, sittin' over there Say what You better get up outta your chair That's right And work your body down Yeah No time to funk around 'cause we goin Funk you right on up So get up and get a move on And get your groove on It's the D-R-E, the spectacula In a party, I go for your neck So call me Blackula As I drain a ni**a's jugular vein And maintain to leave blood stains So don't complain, just chill And listen to the beats I spill Keepin' it real Enables me to make another mil Still niggas run up and try to kill at will But get popped like a pimple So call me Clearasil I wipe niggas off the face of the earth Since birth, I've been a bad ni**a So let me tell ya what I'm worth More than a stealth bomba I cause drama, the enforcer Music floats like a flying saucer Or a 747 jet, never forget I'm that ni**a that keeps the hoes panties wet The mic gets smoked Once you hear the beat kick With grooves so funky, they come with a Speed Stick So check the flava that I'm bringin' The motherf**kin' D-R-E I keep their motherf**kin' heads ringin' Ring ding dong ring a ding ding dong KKeep their heads ringin' Ring ding dong ring a ding ding dong One, two for the crew Three, four for the dough Five for the hoes Six, seven, eight for Death Row Mad niggas bout to feel the full effect Of intellect, so I can collect respect Plus a check Now I'm fend to got end to my men, too To take of this business I need to attend to 'Cause my rent's due And this rap sh*t's my meal ticket So you goddamn right, I'ma kick it Or get evicted I bring terror like Stephen King A black Casanova runnin' niggas over like Christine When I rock the spot Wit the flava I got I get plenty of a** So call me an a**-tronaut As I blast pass another ni**a's a** Who thought he was strong But I smoke him like grass Just like Cheech and Chong When I flow niggas, know it's time to take a hike 'Cause I grab the mike And flip my tongue like a dike I got rhymes to keep you enchanted Produce smokescreen with The funky green to keep your eyes slanted So check the flava that I'm bringin The mothafunkin' D-R-E I keep their motherf**kin' heads ringin Ring ding dong ring a ding ding dong Keep their heads ringin' Ring ding dong ring a ding ding dong If you want to get on down You gotta get on down Just get on down Debonair with flair I scare wear and tear Without a care Runnin sh*t, as if I was a mayor But I ain't no politician No competition Sendin all opposition To see a mortician I'm up front, never in the back drop Step on stage and get faded like a flat top Your rhymes sounds like you bought 'em at stop-n-go Dre came to wax you, so just call me Mop-N-Glo Many try to, but just can't rock wit I'm six-one, two twenty-five of pure chocolate Your chances of jackin me are slim, G 'Cause I rock from summer 'til Santa Comes down the chimney Hoe hoe hoe and so as I continue to flow 'Cause, yo, I'm just a fly Negro so Check the flava that I'm bringin' The motha funkin D-R-E I keep their motherf**kin' heads ringin Ring ding dong ring a ding ding dong I keep their motherf**kin' heads ringin Ring ding dong ring a ding ding dong Ring ding dong ring a ding ding dong I keep their heads ringin' Ring ding dong ring a ding ding dong If you want to get on down You gotta get on down Just get on down If you want to get on down You gotta get on down Just get on down
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