Luyện nghe bài hát Christmas in The Ghetto

It's christmas in the
Fa la la la la la la la
It's christmas in the
Fa la la la la la la la
Dealers bakin, fiends are
Fa la la la la la la la
It's christmas in the
Fa la la la la la la la

Christmas in the ghetto just ain't shit
Tell santa claus he can my dick
I guess I get the same fucking thing I got last
in a bird dog drinking beer
I have a job, no food, no fun
But I got the dope, 3 and a gun
So I tell the to me on the block
Open up shop and sellin rocks
I'm making big off these motherfucking fools
If they wanna jack, then the money's in my
Now here comes a dope begging for a hit
can I please get a 50 dollar fix
He showed me the money, I went for my stash
Got the a big 50 dollar bag
The man said freeze and my mouth dropped
The stupid ass nigga was an cop
Yea I was mad, but I didn't to run
Starring me in the face was a big gun
Now christmas eve and I'm locked behind bars
in a cell looking up at the stairs
Reminiscing about my with tears in my eyes
Thinking to I just want to die
Living in a house no food, no heat
It may be cold but hell is the
Cause the place I'm from don't leave gifts
In my house santa shoplifts
Holidays in the ain't no motherfucking joke
people all around you is starving and broke
Cause if you and poor, it's hell
You hear gunshots, you never hear bells
So if you got a way out go
Cause it no fun with christmas in the ghetto

This christmas it, I ain't got shit
Waiting on is like waiting on a bitch
Now I'm to the mall to get the fresh gear
I'm from the projects, never seen a reindeer
Stick em up, em up, boom
Now doomed, I guess my present will be you
Now you know I'm
Nine I be payin for the gas cause you know I ain't
Some say I'm the grinch cause I don't
How could he do this shit on a holiday
Cause I look I see reflections of me
in the ghetto never had a christmas tree
Hand-me-down for the new year
The rich drink champagne, the drink beer
No christmas cards, just a saying the rent late
My little brother a bike, he got skates
Now I don't give a damn, fuck sam
I God for the turkey, last year we had spam
Looked out the window, do I see
Dope dealers from the police
cuts was the last line
Sent many to the God damn soup lines
Homeless people with no shoes on feet
In and out of cans to find something to eat
I reminisce to the people ain't here
Hoping to have a better new year
fiends selling t.v.'s and sweaters bro
But I ain't tripping it's christmas in the ghetto

Yea, motherfucking christmas
ea-ski and the real untouchables
Enjoy your motherfucking christmas you broke
Cause christmas never be the same in our black neighborhood
So I'm saying 5-motherfucking-thousand
And we out of this
Oh,oh,oh yes
All you motherfucking rappers out there
Making all tapes
You broke bitch you can't buy a God damn thing christmas
Cause you done sold out you

Yo man up (what? )
What about the 3 of christmas
Oh, okay man, I forgot, let's do shit
C cut the off

On the first day of christmas a dope fiend to me
A t.v. and a bitch from up the
On the second day of christmas a fiend brought to me
2 vcr's and a t.v. and a bitch up the street
On the third day of christmas a dope brought to me
3 rings, 2 vcr's, and a t.v. and bitch from up the street

Ha ha ha ha, I lived to to see another christmas