Luyện nghe bài hát Christmas in The Ghetto

It's in the ghetto
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It's in the ghetto
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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 just worth shit
Tell santa claus he can suck my
I guess I get the same fucking thing I got last
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 to me on the block
Open up shop and start sellin
I'm making big dollars off these motherfucking
If they wanna jack, then the money's in my
Now comes a dope fiend begging for a hit
Saying can I please get a 50 fix
He showed me the money, I went for my stash
Got the motherfucker a big 50 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
me in the face was a big black gun
Now christmas eve and I'm locked behind 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 with no food, no
It may be cold but 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 around you is and broke
Cause if you 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 christmas in the ghetto

This christmas ain't it, I got shit
Waiting on santa is waiting on a bitch
Now I'm going to the mall to get the gear
I'm from the projects, I've never seen a
em up, stick 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 I ain't actin
say I'm the grinch cause I don't play
How could he do this shit on a holiday
when I look I see reflections of me
Kids in the ghetto never had a christmas
Hand-me-down clothes for the new
The rich drink champagne, the poor drink
No christmas cards, just a saying the rent late
My little wanted a bike, he got skates
Now I don't a damn, fuck uncle sam
I thank God for the turkey, last year we had
Looked out the window, do I see
dealers running from the police
Welfare cuts was the last
many people to the God damn soup lines
Homeless people with no shoes on feet
In and out of trying to find something to eat
I reminisce to the people ain't here
Hoping to have a better new year
Dope selling t.v.'s and sweaters bro
But I tripping cause it's christmas in the ghetto

Yea, motherfucking christmas
This and the real untouchables
Enjoy your motherfucking christmas you broke
Cause christmas will never be the in our black neighborhood
So I'm saying outie
And we out of this
Oh,oh,oh yes
All you broke motherfucking out there
Making all tapes
You broke bitch you can't buy a God damn this christmas
Cause you done sold out you

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

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

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