Get It lyrics - Dr. Dre (feat. Sly Pyper)
I don't think you get it (Little nigga)
But I'ma show you how to get it (Little nigga)
Tell mama don't be mad how you get it (Get it, get it)
If you don't know, money makers rule the world, so come with us
I don't think you get it (Little mama)
But I'ma show you how to get it (Little mama)
If you don't know, money makers rule the world
Math class, scientifics, study, yo
I see niggas lie to theyself, they probably think they lying to me (Get it?)
You incapable of becoming what you're trying to be (Get it?)
I heard it all, "I'ma do this, I'ma do that (Get it?)
I'ma cop a Phantom and show up with a new six-pack (Get it?)
I'ma fuck that nigga bitch, I'ma give me a chain (Get it?)
I'ma rap and blow the roof off this hip-hop game (Get it?)
I'ma sling a couple beats, get rich like you
Dre ain't the only nigga with tracks, I got heat too"
That shit might happen if you fucking work as much as you talk (Get it?)
Get some money and you blow it 'cause you're trying to floss (Get it?)
Your lifestyle don't support that, you 'bout to fall off (Get it?)
I've seen it a million times, I know how it go, dawg
I don't talk, I be about it, want it? I'ma see about it (Get it?)
Love, money, ain't a day in life you gon' see me without it (Get it?)
I'm a fucking millionaire, nigga you can read about it
Came to take the crown back and I will not leave without it
I don't think you get it (Little nigga)
But I'ma show you how to get it (Little nigga)
Tell mama don't be mad how you get it (Get it, get it)
If you don't know, money makers rule the world, so come with us
I don't think you get it (Little mama)
But I'ma show you how to get it (Little mama)
If you don't know, money makers rule the world
Math class, scientifics, study, yo
I see you niggas on the corner tryna (Get it)
Bitches say, "Fuck school" and start stripping tryna (Get it)
I remember in Compton saying, "Mama, I'ma" (Get it)
Even after the bullshit and drama, I'ma (Get it)
Nigga, Dre got AKs and Llamas, you can (Get it)
I don't care where it's at, if I want it, I'm gonna (Get it)
'Cause at the end of the day when the sun go down
And the man in the mirror is the only nigga around
I thank myself 'cause I push me to go (Get it)
Told my team, "Work hard, stay down, we gon'" (Get it)
Now they ain't gotta take my word for it 'cause they (Get it)
Now they dreams ain't dreams no more, they wake up and they live it
I can't say, "Everybody made it," because they didn't (Get it)
Some niggas work hard, while other niggas bullshitting (Get it?)
It's fucked up to me but I can't change it
If you ain't 'bout shit, nigga, I can't save you
But I'm gon' get it
I don't think you get it (Little nigga)
But I'ma show you how to get it (Little nigga)
Tell mama don't be mad how you get it (Get it, get it)
If you don't know, money makers rule the world, so come with us
I don't think you get it (Little mama)
But I'ma show you how to get it (Little mama)
If you don't know, money makers rule the world
Getting cash is the ticket, math class, scientifics, study, yo
Get it? Get it? Get it? Get it? Get it? Get it?
Get it? Get it? Get it?
Get it? Get it?
Get it? Get it? Get it?
Keep Their Heads Ringin' lyrics - Dr. Dre
Yeah, what up, this is Dr. Dre
The party's going on
Thank God it's Friday
(Buck buck buck buck booyakasha!)
(Buck buck buck buck booyakasha!)
(Buck buck buck buck booyakasha!)
(Buck buck buck buck booyakasha!)
Keep their heads ringing!
(Ring ding dong
Ring-a-ding ding ding dong)
Keep their heads ringing!
(Ring ding dong
Ring-a-ding ding ding dong)
Hey you! Sitting 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 nigga'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, niggas run up and try to kill at will
But get popped like a pimple: so call me Clearasil
I wipe niggas off the face of the Earth since birth
I've 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 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 bringing
The motherfucking D-R-E will keep their motherfucking heads ringing
(Ring ding dong
Ring-a-ding ding ding dong)
Keep their heads ringing!
(Ring ding dong
Ring-a-ding ding ding dong)
1, 2 for the crew, 3, 4 for the dough
5 for the hoes (hoes!) 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 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 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, running niggas 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, niggas 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 bringing
The motherfucking D-R-E will keep their motherfucking heads ringing
(Ring ding dong
Ring-a-ding ding ding dong)
Keep their heads ringing!
(Ring ding dong
Ring-a-ding ding ding dong)
If you want to get on down
You gotta get on down
Just get on down
Debonair with flair, I scare wear and tear
Without a care, running shit as if I was a mayor
But I ain't no politician, no competition
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 bringing
The motherfucking D-R-E will keep their motherfucking heads ringing
(Ring ding dong
Ring-a-ding ding ding dong)
Keep their motherfucking heads ringing!
(Ring ding dong
Ring-a-ding ding ding dong)
Keep their heads ringing!
(Ring ding dong
Ring-a-ding ding ding dong)
Keep their heads ringing!
(Ring ding dong
Ring-a-ding ding ding dong)
Yeah, uh, come on!
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
I know you're bobbing your head
'Cause I can see you
I know you're bobbing your head
'Cause I can see you
You can't see me!
Death Row, let me know you in the house (Bitch!)
Yeah, that's right, we out
Mind Made Up lyrics - Dr. Dre (feat. LL Cool J)
I got my mind made up, come on; get in, get into it
Let it ride, tonight's the night, yeah
I got my mind made up, come on; get in, get into it
Let it ride, tonight's the night, yeah
Uh, you know you a freak
Before the album went "platinum", ya hardly speak
And now you're skin grinning, gassed off the chrome rims and
Twenty room mansion, I rest my Timbs in (yeah, yeah)
Uh, I feel it how ya shake it
Rings in ya belly, I can't take it (nah)
Toss up your Moët, money make it
Last week fronting, tonight butt-naked (butt-naked)
I got the flavour, make 'em zoom-a-zoom (uh, uh)
The LL Cool J (yeah), give me room
Looked up in my eyes as I lowered the boom
(Twenty thousand freaks packed up in one room, uh)
All I wanna do is zoom-a-zoom zoom zoom
(Mm, what you wanna do) Uh, what you wanna do?
All I wanna do is zoom-a-zoom zoom zoom
(Mm, what you wanna do) Uh, what you wanna do?
Once again it's on, can't be home
The crime got me in the zone; homies blowing up the celly
Phone
The world knew I had to come once mo'
And just to let y'all know, I do my thing and still blow
Enough to burn ten mill' cells, confirmed
The most anticipated since Tyson's return
So come on everybody let's all get down
(Cause what we have is a brand-new sound)
All the mommies in the house getting live tonight
They wanna (zoom zoom zoom, zoom zoom-zoom)
And all my dogs feel the vibe tonight
They wanna (zoom zoom zoom, zoom zoom-zoom)
Say what?
All I wanna do is zoom-a-zoom zoom zoom
(Mm, what you wanna do) Uh, what you wanna do?
All I wanna do is zoom-a-zoom zoom zoom
Dre, what you wanna do?
Mr. Smith, it's on you, uh
In other words, it's gon' be like that
You young boys is blind, I'm seeing them cats
Evolutionary (what?) Revolutionary and legendary
I got a climax waiting for each and every cherry
I'm like a narcotic, niggas is microscopic
Dr. Dre and Cool J, is the topic
Forever, my lyrics is rough and energetic
Them cats is blazing? I don't get it, their cosmetic
If shorty wanna step up? I'll twist his neck up
You can't get no money battling me; that's like ripping your
Check up
What partner? Take ten paces and turn around
That quick, yo' whole ghost town is burning down (Woof!)
What I spit, manipulates whole clicks
Make 'em conversate on how real niggas ride my dick
It's like a serum, I just can't hear 'em
All them new niggas popping new shit, I never fear 'em
As we proceed
To give you what you need
Satisfaction guaranteed
Break it down!
(Yeah, yeah)
I got my mind made up, come on; get in, get into it
Let it ride, tonight's the night, yeah
I got my mind made up, come on; get in, get into it
Let it ride, tonight's the night, yeah
I got my mind made up, come on; get in, get into it
Let it ride, tonight's the night, yeah
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