Keep your hands ringin'.
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Ring ding dong ring a ding ding ding dong
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Keep your hands ringin'
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Ring ding dong ring a ding ding ding dong
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Uh yeah.
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Hey you sittin' over there (say what?)
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You better get up out of your chair (that's right)
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And work your body down (yeah)
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No time to fuck around cause we gon'...
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Fuck you ride on up
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So get up and get a move on
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And get your groove on
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It's the D.R.E. the spectacula'
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Interparty I go for your neck
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So call me Dracula
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As I drain a nigga's jugular vein
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And maintain to leave blood stains
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So don't complain just chill
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Listen to the beats I spill
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Keepin' it real
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I use Crest
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So ain't no cavity creeps in my drill
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Still niggas run up and try to kill at will
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But get popped like a pimple
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So call me Clearasil
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I wipe niggas off the face of the earth
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Since birth I've been a bad nigga
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Now let me tell you what I'm worth
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More than a stealth bomba
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I cause drama the enforcer
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Music floats like a flyin' saucer
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Or a 747 jet never forget
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I'm that nigga that keeps the hoes panties wet
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The mike gets smoked
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Once you hear the beat kid
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With grooves so funky the come with a speed stick
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So check the flaver that I'm bringin'
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The muthafuckin' D.R.E.
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A keep their muthafuckin' heads ringin'.
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Ring ding dong ring a ding ding ding dong
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Keep their hands ringin'
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Ring ding dong ring a ding ding ding dong.
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1 2 for the crew
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3 4 for the dough
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5 for the hoes
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6 7 8 for Death Row
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Mad niggas 'bout to feel the full effect
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Of intellect so I can collect respect
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Plus I check now I'm fend to to end to
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To take of this business I need to
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Attend to cause my rents due
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This rap shit's my meal ticket
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So you goddamn right I'm gone kick it
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Or get evictedi bring terror like Stephen King
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A black casanova runnin' niggas over like pristine
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When I rock the spot put the flaver I got
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I get plenty of ass call me an astronaut
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As I blast passed another niggas ass who thought he was strong
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But I smoke him like grass just like Cheech & Chong
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When I flow niggas know it's time to take a hike
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Cause I grab the mike and flip my tongue like a dyke
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I got rhymes to keep you enchanted
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Produce a smokescreen with the funky green and make your eyes slanted
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So check the flaver that I'm bringin'
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The muthafuckin' D.R.E.
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A keep their muthafuckin' heads ringin'.
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Ring ding dong ring a ding ding ding dong
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Keep your hands ringin'
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Ring ding dong ring a ding ding ding dong.
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If you want to get on down
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You gotta get on down
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Just get on down.
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Debonair with flair I scare wear and tear
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Without a care runnin' shit as if I was a mayor
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But I ain't no politician no competition
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Sendin' all opposition to see a mortician
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I'm up front never in the back
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I step on stage and get faded like a flat top
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Your rhyme sounds like you bought em at stop-N-go
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Dre came to wax you hoe so just call me mop-N-glo
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Many try to but just can't ride wit
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I'm 6 feet 2 25 of pure chocolate
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Your chances of jacki'n me are slim G
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Cause I rock from summer til santa comes down the chimney
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Hoe Hoe Hoe and so as I continue to flow
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Yo' I'm just a fly Negro
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Check the flaver that I'm bringin'
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The muthafuckin' D.R.E.
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A keep their muthafuckin' heads ringin'.
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Ring ding dong ring a ding ding ding dong
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Keep your muthafuckin' hands ringin'
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Ring ding dong ring a ding ding ding dong.
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Ring ding dong ring a ding ding ding dong
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Keep your hands ringin'
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Ring ding dong ring a ding ding ding dong.
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Ring Ding Dong
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| Ice Cube |
