Luyện nghe bài hát Christmas in The Ghetto

It's in the ghetto
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It's christmas in the
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Dealers bakin, are waitin
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It's christmas in the
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Christmas in the ghetto ain't worth shit
Tell santa claus he can suck my
I I get the same fucking thing I got last year
Sittin in a dog drinking beer
I don't a job, no food, no fun
But I got the dope, 3 and a gun
So I the fiends to me on the block
Open up and start sellin rocks
I'm making big off these motherfucking fools
If they wanna jack, the money's in my shoes
Now comes a dope fiend begging for a hit
can I please get a 50 dollar fix
He me the money, then I went for my stash
Got the a big 50 dollar bag
The man said freeze and my just dropped
The stupid ass was an undercover 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 my kids with tears in my eyes
Thinking to I just want to die
Living in a house no food, no heat
It may be but hell is the street
Cause the I'm from santa don't leave gifts
In my house santa only
Holidays in the ain't no motherfucking joke
When people all you is starving and broke
Cause if you black and poor, it's
You only hear gunshots, you never hear
So if you got a way out go
it ain't no fun with christmas in the ghetto

This christmas ain't it, I ain't got
Waiting on santa is 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, stick em up,
Now doomed, I guess my present will be you
Now you know I'm
I be payin for the gas cause you know I ain't actin
Some say I'm the grinch I don't play
How could he do this fucking shit on a
when I look I see reflections of me
Kids in the ghetto never had a christmas
Hand-me-down for the new year
The rich drink champagne, the poor beer
No cards, just a letter saying the rent late
My little brother a bike, he got skates
Now I don't give a damn, uncle sam
I thank God for the turkey, last we had spam
Looked out the window, do I see
Dope dealers running from the
cuts was the last line
Sent many people to the God damn lines
Homeless people with no shoes on feet
In and out of cans trying to something to eat
I reminisce to the people ain't here
Hoping to a better fucking new year
fiends selling t.v.'s and sweaters bro
But I ain't tripping it's christmas in the ghetto

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

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

On the first day of a dope fiend 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 stolen rings, 2 vcr's, and a t.v. and from up the street

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