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Keep Their Heads Ringin

Dr. Dre


Buck, Buck, Buck, Buck, Blam the Shot!
Buck, Buck, Buck, Buck, Blam the Shot!
Buck, Buck, Buck, Buck, Blam the Shot!

[Chorus]
Keep their heads ringin
ring ding dong ring a ding ding dong
Keep their heads ringin
ring ding dong ring a ding ding dong

[Woman]
Hey you
Sittin over there (say what?)
You betta get up outta yo chair (that's right)
And work yo body down(yaaa)
No time to fuck around
Cuz we gonna.

[Dre]
Fuck..you right on up
So get up, getta move on
And Getcha groove on
It's the D-R-E
The spectacular
enter party go for ya neck
so call me Blackula
As I drain a niggas jugular vein
And maintain to leave bloodstains
So don't complain just chill
Listen to tha beats I spill
I use crest so aint no cavity creeps in my drill
Still
Niggas run up and try to kill
And will
but get popped like a pimple
So call me clearasil
I wipe niggas off the face of earth
Since birth
I've been a bad nigga
Now let me tell ya what I'm worth
More than a stealth bomba
I cause drama
The enforcer
music floats
like a flyin saucer
or a 747 jet
Never forget
I'm the nigga that keeps the hos pantys wet
The mic gets smoked
when ya hear the beat kick
with grooves so funky
they come with a speedstick
So check the flava that I'm bringin
The mothafuckin D-R-E
I keep their mothafuckin heads ringin

[Chorus]
Ring ding dong ring a ding ding dong
Keep their heads ringin (Buck, Buck, Buck, Blam the Shot!)
ring ding dong ring a ding ding dong

[Dre]
1-2 for the crew
3-4 for the dough
5 for the hos
6-7-8- for death row
Mad niggas about to feel
the full effect of intellect
So I can collect respect
Plus a check
Now I'm finto get into my mental
And take care of this business I need to attend to
cuz my rich do
And this rap shit's my meal ticket
so ya damn right ima kickit
Or get evicted
I bring terror like Stephen King
A black casanova
Runnin niggas over like Chris-tine
When I rock the spot
With the flava I got
I get plenty of ass
So call me an astronaut
As I blast past another niggas ass
who thought he was strong
but I smoke em like grass
just like Cheech and Chong
When I flow
Niggas know
it's time ta take a hike
cuz I grab the mic
and flip my tounge lika dike
I got rhymes ta keep ya enchanted
Produce a smoke screen
With funky green ta keep ya eyes slanted
So check the flava that I'm bringin
The mothafuckin D-R-E
I keep their mothafuckin heads ringin

[Chorus]
Ring ding dong ring a ding ding dong
Keep their heads ringin (Buck, Buck, Buck, Blam the Shot!)
Ring ding dong ring a ding ding dong(C'mon)

[Woman]
If you want to get on down(Oh..Ya)
You gotta get on down(C'mon haha)
Just get on down(Just like that)

Debonair 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 tha back drop
Step on stage
And get faded just like a flattop
Your rhyme sounds like you bought em at Stop N Go
Dre came ta wax you ho so just call me Mop N Glow
Many try to but just can't rock with
I'm 6 Feet 225 of pure chocolate
Ya chances of jackin me are slim G
Cuz I rock from summer til santa comes down the chimney
Ho Ho Ho and so
Cuz I continue to flow
Cuz yo
I'm just a fly ne-gro
so
Check the flava that I'm bringin
The mothafuckin D-R-E
I keep their mothafuckin heads ringin

ring ding dong ring a ding ding dong
ring ding dong ring a ding ding dong
ring ding dong ring a ding ding dong
ring ding dong ring a ding ding dong
ring ding dong ring a ding ding dong
ring ding dong ring a ding ding dong

[Woman]
If you want to get on down(Oh..Ya)
You gotta get on down(C'mon haha)
Just get on down(Just like that)

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