Luyện nghe bài hát Dear Black Santa

H-H-Hey Santa, it's, it's Dax (Hi)
checking if you got my list (Oh)

1]
Dear Mr. (Hello)
My name is Dax and I've been a kid
I made a list of the shit that I this year
Did you read it? I'm you did (You did)
I put my country, my state, my street, my
so you'd know where I live (Google maps)
Stopped watching porn, to the homeless (So like, damn dude)
be a bitch!
Yeah I want Cadillac matte black (Skrr)
Yeah I want a bitch with a fat ass (Hm)
Yeah I want a crib to with a pool and a court and a golf course all in the back (Yah)
Yeah I Gucci, Prada coupled with a million dollars
Instagram a million
food from Benihana's (Please)
I need a back Lele Pons (Where you at?)
I need a feature on a song (Go on then)
I could probably do this myself and all
But I ain't really tryna wait long (Facts)
So this is my list and I'm confident in you that you complete it (I know you will)
Me and your daughter are friends and if I don't get all of my shit Mike Jackson beat it

[Interlude: Santa]
Mr. Dax
I took the time to go over list
And I'm sorry to say
You have a bad kid (Very naughty)
I can get some shit but not all those God gifts (Sorry)
And as for my young man
ain't no way your fuckin' that bitch

3]
Man, you Santa
I don't even want gifts
I even want that car
I don't even want bitch
I don't want that shit
Now I want Mrs.
Want her hoe hoe hoe hoe
While she's on my pole pole pole
my wrist froze froze froze froze
When I play with Rudolph
yeah yeah I'm crazy Santa
Gave her the dick,
Came through the heat, the jammers
Butt through the sheets, pajamas
So what does that
I think it means that I win way
I'll you cookies and milk and a note on the table
And here is that shit's gonna say:
Make sure you clean the motherfuckin' (I want it spotless)
sure you turn off the lights when you done
(Got to pay dude)
Make sure you leave me a tip on the table (That's for me)
Don't eat two cookies fat ass gets one
forget to leave shit in my stocking yeah you know where it's at
Milk chocolate, some henny and with that
Xanax, to sell in the trap
Don't lie Santa, boy I that you're black
Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, and
Comet, Cupid, Donner, and
shit they all go missing
Santa nigga it's Merry
(Merry Christmas)
(I got all the loot)
(Oh oh oh oh oh oh)

Dax