Luyện nghe bài hát Christmas in The Ghetto

It's in the ghetto
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christmas in the ghetto
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Dealers bakin, fiends are
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christmas in the ghetto
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Christmas in the ghetto just worth shit
Tell claus he can suck my dick
I I get the same fucking thing I got last year
Sittin in a bird dog 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 start rocks
I'm big dollars off these motherfucking fools
If they wanna jack, the money's in my shoes
Now here comes a 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 a big 50 dollar bag
The man said freeze and my mouth just
The ass nigga was an undercover cop
Yea I was mad, but I want to run
Starring me in the was a big black gun
Now it's eve and I'm locked behind bars
Sitting in a cell up at the stairs
Reminiscing about my kids with in my eyes
to myself I just want to die
Living in a house with no food, no
It may be cold but is the street
Cause the place I'm from don't leave gifts
In my santa only shoplifts
Holidays in the hood ain't no joke
When people all around you is starving and
Cause if you black and poor, it's
You only gunshots, you never 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 to get the fresh gear
I'm from the projects, I've never seen a
Stick em up, stick em up,
Now you're doomed, I guess my present 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 fucking 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 champagne, the poor drink beer
No christmas cards, just a letter saying the late
My little brother a bike, he got skates
Now I give a damn, fuck uncle sam
I thank God for the turkey, last year we had
out the window, what do I see
Dope dealers running from the
Welfare cuts was the last
Sent many people to the God damn soup
Homeless people with no shoes on they
In and out of cans to find something to eat
I to the people that ain't here
Hoping to a better fucking new year
Dope fiends t.v.'s and sweaters bro
But I ain't tripping cause it's in the ghetto

Yea, merry christmas
ea-ski and the real untouchables
Enjoy your motherfucking christmas you bitch
christmas will 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 broke motherfucking out there
all these tapes
You bitch you can't buy a God damn thing this christmas
Cause you sold out you cunt

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

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

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