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Dr. Dre
Dr. Dre


Background information
Birth name Andre Romelle Young
Born February 18, 1965
Born place Compton, California, United States
Origin Los Angeles, California, United States
Genre(s) Gangsta Rap
G-Funk
Hip-hop
Years active 1983—present
Label(s) Interscope Records
Death Row Records
Priority Records
Aftermath Entertainment
Associated acts Eminem
50 Cent
Snoop Dogg
Tha Dogg Pound
Nate Dogg
Raekwon
The Game
Soul Assassins
Ice Cube
Xzibit
World Class Wreckin' Cru
Group Therapy
Website Website



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Dr. Dre Lyrics

"Keep Their Headz Ringin" lyrics


from Friday soundtrack

Intro:

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

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

Chorus:

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

Verse One:

[Hey you, sittin over there] Say what?
[You better get up out of your chair] That's right
[And work your body down] Yeahhh...
[No time to funk around, cause we gon....]
Funk, you, right on up
So get up, get a move on, and get your groove on
It's the D-R-E the spectacular
In a party I go for your neck so call me Blackula
As I drain a niggaz jugular vein
and maintain to leave blood stains so don't complain
Just chill, listen to the beats I spill
Keepin it real, enables me to make another meal
Still, niggaz run up and try to kill at will
But get popped like a pimple, so call me Clearasil
I wipe niggaz off the face of the Earth since birth
I been a bad nigga, now let me tell you what I'm worth
More than a Stealth bomber, I cause drama
The enforcer, music floats like a flyin saucer
Or a 747 jet, never forget
I'm that nigga 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 flavor that I'm bringin
The motherfuckin D-R-E, will keep they motherfuckin heads ringin

Chorus

Verse Two:

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

Chorus

[Dr. Dre] Yeah, c'mon
[singers] If you, want to, get on down
[Dr. Dre] Uhh, yeah.. c'mon
[singers] you gotta get on down
[Dr. Dre] Hahaha.. it's like that
[singers] just get on down

Verse Three:

Debonairre with flair, I scare wear and tear
without a care, runnin shit 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 just like a flat top
Your rhyme sounds like you bought em at Stop N Go
Dre came to wax you so, just call me Mop N Glow
Many tried to, but just can't rock with
I'm 6-1, two-twenty-five, a pure chocolate
Your chances of jackin me are slim G
Cause I rock from summer til Santa comes down the chimney
Ho ho ho, and so, as I continue to flow
Cause yo, I'm just a fly negro
So, check the flavor that I'm bringin
The motherfuckin D-R-E, will keep they motherfuckin heads ringin

Chorus

[Dr. Dre] Yeah, uhh, c'mon
[singers] If you, want to, get on down
[Dr. Dre] Yeah, Death Row back up in that ass
[singers] you gotta get on down
[Dr. Dre] for the one-nine-nine to the nickel
[singers] just get on down
[Dr. Dre] so all you motherfuckers out there tryin to get with this
[Dr. Dre] don't even try it
[singers] If you, want to, get on down
[Dr. Dre] You couldn't see us with binoculars.. can you dig it?
[singers] you gotta get on down
[Dr. Dre] Ha hah, yeah, uhh
[singers] just get on down

[Dr. Dre]
I know you're bobbin your head, cause I can see you
UHH, I know you're bobbin your head, cause I can see you
You can't see me? Hahaha, yeah
Death Row, let me know you in the house (BEOTCH!)
Yeah, that's right, we out..

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