Luyện nghe bài hát Christmas in The Ghetto

It's christmas in the
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christmas in the ghetto
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Dealers bakin, are waitin
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christmas in the ghetto
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Christmas in the ghetto just worth shit
Tell santa claus he can my dick
I guess I get the same thing I got last year
Sittin in a bird dog drinking
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 and start sellin rocks
I'm making big dollars off motherfucking fools
If wanna jack, then the money's in my shoes
Now here a dope fiend begging for a hit
can I please get a 50 dollar fix
He showed me the money, I went for my stash
Got the motherfucker a big 50 bag
The man said freeze and my mouth dropped
The ass nigga was an undercover cop
Yea I was mad, but I want to run
me in the face was a big black gun
Now christmas eve and I'm locked behind bars
Sitting in a cell up at the stairs
Reminiscing about my kids tears in my eyes
to myself 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 santa don't leave
In my house santa shoplifts
in the hood ain't no motherfucking joke
When people all around you is and broke
if you black and poor, it's hell
You only hear gunshots, you hear bells
So if you got a way out go
Cause it ain't no fun with in the ghetto

This ain't it, I ain't got shit
Waiting on santa is like on a bitch
Now I'm going to the mall to get the gear
I'm from the projects, I've seen a reindeer
Stick em up, em up, boom
Now you're doomed, I my present will be you
Now you know I'm
Nine I be payin for the gas cause you know I ain't
say I'm the grinch cause I don't play
How could he do fucking shit on a holiday
Cause when I I see reflections of me
Kids in the 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 little brother a bike, he got skates
Now I give 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
cuts was the last line
Sent many people to the God soup lines
Homeless people with no shoes on they
In and out of cans trying to find to eat
I to the people that ain't here
Hoping to a better fucking new year
Dope fiends selling t.v.'s and bro
But I tripping cause it's christmas in the ghetto

Yea, merry christmas
ea-ski and the real untouchables
Enjoy your motherfucking christmas you bitch
Cause christmas will never be the same in our black
So I'm outie 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 buy a God damn thing this christmas
Cause you sold out you cunt

Yo man up (what? )
about the 3 days of christmas
Oh, okay man, I forgot, do this shit
C cut the off

On the first day of christmas a dope brought to me
A t.v. and a bitch up the street
On the day of christmas a dope fiend brought to me
2 and a t.v. and a bitch from up the street
On the day of christmas a dope fiend 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