Dre Dr lyrics

Dre Dr lyrics

"Keep Their Heads Ringing Lyrics"

No Mean City (Parts 1 2) Lyrics
Stopped in fright at a traffic light Red eyes staring me out Strange feelings comin' down tonight Can't quite figure it out Fit your alibi before your crime No need in serving no time Case you scam, or you'll get rammed Stretched out on that line Hangin' out at a shooting site Cold turkey c


Spoken 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" rpt 4X]

Chorus:

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

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 nigga's jugular vein
and maintain to leave blood stains so don't complain
Just chill, listen to the beats I spill
Keepin it real, enabl
She Remembered Lyrics
I went back to my class reunion I was wondering how my friends have changed I was thinking bought a certain girl I was hoping to find there I walked in and she caught my eye Though she was standing with another guy All the years seemed to fade away Could it be she still remembered She remembered It was so long ago Could we ever feel that way again She remembered
es 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 flows like a flying 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 their
motherfuckin headz ringin

Chorus

One-two for the crew, three-fo' for the dough
Five for the hoe, six-seven-eight for Death Row
Mad niggaz about to feel the full effect of intellect
So I can c
Boot Scootin' Boggie Lyrics
Out in the country past the city limits sign Well there's a honky tonk near the county line The joint starts jumpin everynight when the sun goes down They got whiskey women music & smoke It's where all the country folk go to boot scootin' boogie I've got a good job I work hard for my money When it's quittin time I hit the door runnin' I fire up my pickup truck & let the horses runllect 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 goddamn 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 kick plenty of ass, so call me an astronaut
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 ke
Thats The Way Lyrics
don't need no anyone don't need anybody talk to me about handling relashionships it seems like everyone it seems like everybody i think i really doubt i'd use their advice and tips but thats the way i was falling and that's the way i was falling and the way although it's just begun i've heard enough already i feel i'm all worn out only just begun this trip this phenomenom wich happens natur
p their motherfuckin headz ringin

Chorus

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 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, 225, 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 their motherfuckin headz ringin.

Chorus

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