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

Christmas in the just ain't worth shit
Tell santa claus he can suck my
I guess I get the same thing I got last year
Sittin in a bird dog beer
I don't a job, no food, no fun
But I got the dope, 3 and a gun
So I tell the fiends to me on the
Open up shop and start rocks
I'm making big dollars off these motherfucking
If they wanna jack, then the money's in my
Now here comes a dope fiend for a hit
can I please get a 50 dollar fix
He showed me the money, then I went for my
Got the motherfucker a big 50 bag
The man said freeze and my mouth just
The stupid ass nigga was an cop
Yea I was mad, but I didn't to run
Starring me in the was a big black gun
Now it's christmas eve and I'm locked behind
Sitting in a cell up at the stairs
Reminiscing about my kids tears in my eyes
Thinking to myself I just to die
in a house with no food, no heat
It may be cold but hell is the
Cause the place I'm from santa don't leave
In my house only shoplifts
Holidays in the hood ain't no joke
When people all you is starving and broke
if you black and poor, it's hell
You hear gunshots, you never hear bells
So if you got a way out go
Cause it ain't no fun with christmas in the

This christmas it, I ain't got shit
Waiting on santa is like on a bitch
Now I'm to the mall to get the fresh gear
I'm the projects, I've never seen a reindeer
Stick em up, stick em up,
Now you're doomed, I guess my present be you
Now you I'm jackin
Nine I be payin for the gas you know I ain't actin
Some say I'm the grinch cause I don't
How could he do this fucking 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 poor drink
No christmas cards, just a letter the rent late
My brother wanted a bike, he got skates
Now I don't a damn, fuck uncle sam
I thank God for the turkey, last we had spam
out the window, what do I see
Dope dealers from the police
Welfare cuts was the line
Sent many people to the God soup lines
Homeless people with no shoes on they
In and out of cans to find something to eat
I reminisce to the that ain't here
Hoping to have a fucking new year
Dope fiends t.v.'s and sweaters bro
But I ain't cause it's christmas in the ghetto

Yea, merry motherfucking
This ea-ski and the untouchables
Enjoy your motherfucking christmas you broke
Cause christmas never be the same in our black neighborhood
So I'm outie 5-motherfucking-thousand
And we out of this
Oh,oh,oh yes
All you broke motherfucking out there
Making all these
You broke bitch you buy a God damn thing this christmas
you done sold out you cunt

Yo man up (what? )
about the 3 days 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 up the street
On the second day of christmas a fiend brought to me
2 and a t.v. and a bitch from 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