Luyện nghe bài hát Santa Baby

1: Run
It was December 24 on after the dark
My man saw a rabbi and gave the strangest remark
He that giving was his living and I had to take part
So I grabbed a bag of goodies and I up on his cart
I laced the pockets of the and gave the hoodie a play
some dollars up on Hollis and I went on my way
I hear your jingle Mr. peep the single, my man
So hit a brotha off and come as quick as you can!

Santa
Just slip a Benzo the tree for me
A '98 convertible, blue
I'm for a fly guy, like you
So down the chimney tonight...

Verse 3:
Now all Mase
its eight twenty-four
He be at the door for the ho ho ho
I know
When a christmas uptown
Ain't no chimney for to come down

Verse 4: Puffy
Now to me, PD I had
Appreciated that I got
Though I to take my pops
Who caught me shaking the box
I knew I couldn't wait till it turned 12 o'clock

Verse 5: Snoop Doggy
Cookies and
and Silk
I'm chillin in the room, wrapped in a quilt
I'm on this fat Red Suit wearing-comparing
My gifts to my homeboy next to me
A gift here, none there, but who
My little sister needs a comb just to braid her hair
Bbut we go again waiting on the enemy
To slide the chimney
Look here, that reality

Santa
Just a Benzo under the tree for me
A '98 convertible, light
I'm for a fly guy, like you
So hurry the chimney tonight...

Verse 6: Salt &
Baby, are you really real?
Chris
Let me see you make my jingle (ching ching)
We need jobs in the ghetto
Too much gangbanging where are playin
I hear the church ringing
On eve
I
me
Forget the and the shopping lists
And the new
Your just falling for
(you praise him)

Santa
Just slip a under the tree for me
A '98 convertible, light
I'm looking for a fly guy, you
So down the chimney tonight...

Verse 7: Fredro
It's the gritty-the
The low down, the
Yo Sticky, christmas time in the
Late night, are bright
We rocked!
With the 50 St.
Start rippin

Verse 8: Fingaz
Its the Grinch who christmas
Climbin ya chimney
Kids open up they
They all be empty
Just like was
I to say it
But if I wasn't a boy I wouldn't have had nuthin to wit!

Verse 9: Murray
On December 25th I knew I wasn't jack
When I saw Santa Claus on the corner buying
I ran up on him the (blur) and asked him "yo whats up with that?"
He "there ain't no christmas kid" and I can't get him back
in the days, Christmas was deep
My moms put under the tree while I played sleep
And peeped ha! Santa Claus gave me nuthin
Seen them mad faces, lying and
So do some good to the ghetto, Mr. Kringle
Come and awhile, kick it with God's Angel
Take and my wisdom and understand
That Santa Claus is a man
up

[Hook 2
Baby
Just slip a Benzo the tree for me
A '98 convertible, light
I'm for a fly guy, like you
So hurry the chimney tonight...