Luyện nghe bài hát Christmas in The Ghetto

It's in the ghetto
Fa la la la la la la la
It's in the ghetto
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 ghetto ain't worth shit
Tell claus he can suck my dick
I guess I get the same fucking thing I got last
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 tell the to me on the block
Open up shop and start rocks
I'm big dollars off these motherfucking fools
If they wanna jack, then the money's in my
Now here comes a fiend begging for a hit
Saying can I please get a 50 fix
He me the money, then I went for my stash
Got the motherfucker a big 50 bag
The man said and my mouth just dropped
The stupid ass was an undercover cop
Yea I was mad, but I didn't to run
me in the face was a big black 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 myself I just to die
Living in a house no food, no heat
It may be cold but hell is the
Cause the place I'm santa don't leave gifts
In my house santa shoplifts
Holidays in the hood ain't no joke
When all around 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 ain't it, I ain't got shit
Waiting on is like waiting on a bitch
Now I'm going to the 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 my present will be you
Now you I'm jackin
Nine I be payin for the gas cause you know I actin
Some say I'm the grinch I don't play
How could he do this shit on a holiday
Cause when I look I see of me
Kids in the ghetto never had a tree
clothes for the new year
The rich drink champagne, the poor drink
No cards, just a letter saying the rent late
My little wanted a bike, he got skates
Now I don't give a damn, fuck sam
I thank God for the turkey, last we had spam
Looked out the window, do I see
Dope dealers running the police
Welfare cuts was the line
Sent many to the God damn soup lines
Homeless with no shoes on they feet
In and out of trying to find something to eat
I reminisce to the people that ain't
Hoping to a better fucking new year
Dope selling t.v.'s and sweaters bro
But I tripping cause 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 outie 5-motherfucking-thousand
And we out of this
Oh,oh,oh yes
All you broke rappers out there
Making all these
You broke bitch you can't buy a God damn thing this
Cause you done sold out you

Yo man up (what? )
What the 3 days of christmas
Oh, okay man, I forgot, let's do this
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 dope brought to me
2 vcr's and a t.v. and a 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, shit I lived to to see christmas