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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christmas in the ghetto
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Christmas in the ghetto just worth shit
Tell santa claus he can suck my
I guess I get the fucking thing I got last year
Sittin in a bird dog drinking
I have 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 sellin rocks
I'm making big dollars off motherfucking fools
If they wanna jack, the money's in my shoes
Now here comes a dope begging for a hit
Saying can I get a 50 dollar fix
He me the money, then I went for my stash
Got the motherfucker a big 50 bag
The man said freeze and my mouth dropped
The stupid ass was an undercover cop
Yea I was mad, but I want to run
Starring me in the face was a big gun
Now it's christmas eve and I'm locked bars
Sitting in a cell looking up at the
Reminiscing my kids with tears in my eyes
to myself I just want to die
Living in a house no food, no heat
It may be but hell is the street
Cause the place I'm from santa leave gifts
In my house santa shoplifts
in the hood ain't no motherfucking 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 in the ghetto

This ain't it, I ain't got shit
Waiting on is like waiting on a bitch
Now I'm going to the mall to get the gear
I'm the projects, I've never seen a reindeer
em up, stick em up, boom
Now doomed, I guess 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 cause I play
How could he do fucking shit on a holiday
when I look I see reflections of me
Kids in the never had a christmas tree
clothes for the new year
The drink champagne, the poor drink beer
No christmas cards, just a letter saying the late
My brother wanted 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 the police
cuts was the last line
Sent many people to the God damn lines
Homeless people with no on they feet
In and out of cans trying to find to eat
I reminisce to the people that here
to have 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, motherfucking christmas
This ea-ski and the 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 bitch
Oh,oh,oh yes
All you broke motherfucking rappers out
Making all these
You broke bitch you can't buy a God damn thing this
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 christmas a dope fiend to me
A t.v. and a bitch up the street
On the second day of christmas a dope fiend to me
2 and a t.v. and a bitch from up the street
On the third day of christmas a fiend brought to me
3 stolen rings, 2 vcr's, and a t.v. and bitch from up the

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