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letra de keep their heads ringin' - dr. dre

[intro: dr. dre]
yeah, what up, this is dr. dre
the party’s goin’ on
thank god it’s friday

[refrain: krs-one]
(buck buck buck buck booyakasha!)
(buck buck buck buck booyakasha!)
(buck buck buck buck booyakasha!)
(buck buck buck buck booyakasha!)

[hook: dr. dre]
keep their heads ringin’!
(ring ding dong
ring-a-ding ding ding dong)
keep their heads ringin’!
(ring ding dong
ring-a-ding ding ding dong)

[verse 1: dr. dre & nancy fletcher]
hey you! sittin over there
say what?
(you better get up out of your chair)
that’s right
(and work your body down)
yeah
(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 “blacula”
as i drain a n-gga’s jugular vein
and maintain to leave blood stains, so don’t complain
just chill, listen to the beats i spill
keeping it real enables me to make another mil’
still, n-ggas run up and try to k!ll at will
but get popped like a pimple: so call me clearasil
i wipe n-ggas off the face of the earth since birth
i’ve been a bad n-gga, now let me tell you what i’m worth
more than a stealth bomber, i cause drama
the enforcer, music floats like a flying saucer
or a 747 jet, never forget
i’m that n-gga 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 motherf-ckin’ d-r-e will keep they motherf-ckin’ heads ringin’

[hook: dr. dre]
(ring ding dong
ring-a-ding ding ding dong)
keep their heads ringin’!
(ring ding dong
ring-a-ding ding ding dong)

[verse 2: dr. dre]
1, 2 for the crew, 3, 4 for the dough
5 for the hoes (hoes!) 6, 7, 8 for death row
mad n-ggas about to feel the full effect of intellect
so i can collect respect – plus a check
now i fin’ to get into my mental
will take care of this business i need to attend to cause my rent’s due
and this rap sh-t’s my meal ticket
so you god d-mn right: i’m gonna kick it or get evicted
i bring terror like stephen king
a black casanova, running n-ggas over like christine
when i rock the spot with the flavor i got
i get plenty of -ss, so call me an -ss-tronaut
as i blast past another n-gga’s -ss that thought he was strong
but i smoke him like gr-ss, just like cheech and chong
when i flow, n-ggas know it’s time to take a hike
cause i grab the mic and flip my tongue like a dyk-
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 motherf-ckin’ d-r-e will keep they motherf-ckin’ heads ringin’

[hook: dr. dre]
(ring ding dong
ring-a-ding ding ding dong)
keep their heads ringin’!
(ring ding dong
ring-a-ding ding ding dong)

[bridge]
if you want to get on down
you gotta get on down
just get on down

[verse 3: dr. dre]
debonair with flair, i scare wear and tear
without a care, running sh-t as if i was a mayor
but i ain’t no politician, no compet-tion
sending all opposition to see a mortician
i’m up front, never in the backdrop
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″, 225, i’m pure chocolate
your chances of jacking me are slim, g
cause i rock from summer until 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 motherf-ckin’ d-r-e will keep they motherf-ckin’ heads ringin’

[hook: dr. dre]
(ring ding dong
ring-a-ding ding ding dong)
keep their motherf-ckin’ heads ringin’!
(ring ding dong
ring-a-ding ding ding dong)
keep their heads ringin’!
(ring ding dong
ring-a-ding ding ding dong)
keep their heads ringin’!
(ring ding dong
ring-a-ding ding ding dong)
yeah, uh, come on!

[bridge]
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

[outro]
i know you’re bobbin’ your head
cause i can see you
i know you’re bobbin’ your head
cause i can see you
you can’t see me!
death row, let me know you in the house (beyotch!)
yeah, that’s right, we out

- dr dre

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