Luyện nghe bài hát Christmas Rappin'

'Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the
Blow]
Hold it now! Wait, hold it. played out. Hit it!

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Don't you give me all that jive about things you wrote I's alive
Cause ain't 1823 -- ain't even 1970
Now I'm the guy named Blow and Christmas is one thing I know
So every year just this time, I celebrate it with a rhyme

Gonna shake it, bake it, gonna make it good
Gonna rock shock it through your neighbourhood
Gonna read, gonna sing it it's understood
My rappin' to happen like a knee you've been slapping
Or a toe been tapping on a hunk of wood

Bout a red-suited dude with a friendly
And a sleigh full of goodies for for the on the block
Got a long white beard, maybe looks a weird
And if you ever see him, he could give you a shock

Now people let me tell ya bout last
When the dude came flying over
Well, the hog was out, snow's on the
Folks stayed in to down
The beat was thumping on the box, and I was in my socks
And the played at a solid pace
And a taste of the bass was in my
And the guitar layed down a heavy layer
Of the funky rhythm of the disco beat
And the guy with the started to participate
And I could sure appreciate a so sweat

We were all in the so we had a little food
And a joke, and a smoke, and a little bit of
When I thought I a hoof on the top of the roof
Could it be or was it me? I was super fine
So I went to your attic where I thought the static
On the chance that the was somebody breaking in
But the noise on the top was a reindeer
Just a St. Nick, and I let the sucker in

He was roly, he was poly, and I said, "Holy moly!
You got a lot of whiskers on your chin chin"
He allowed he was of the hairy little crowd
On the point of his jaw where the skin been
Gets for a fool going out every Yule
For a day on a when the cold went low
So the beard may be weird but I'll never have it
Cause it's in the storm when it's ten below

I said, "You're right, it's tonight
But can you for a drop before you go?"
He said, "Why not if the music's
And I'll a dance beneath the mistletoe"
So he went downstairs and forgot his
And he rocked the and danced like a pro
And every young girl to rock his world
But he boogie oogie til he had to go

And before he went, fine old gent
a gift with a sift through his big red bags
In the top or the bottom, he in and got 'em
Toys for the boys, for the girls glad
And the got some presents too
A new TV and a
A new bout as blue as the sky
The best that couldn't buy
money could never ever buy the feeling
The one that comes not concealing
The way you you feel your friends
And is how the story ends

The in red's back at the Pole
Up north where everything is
But if he were right here
He'd say, Merry and to all a good night