Luyện nghe bài hát Santa Baby

1: Run
It was 24 on Hollis after the dark
My man saw a rabbi and gave the strangest remark
He said that giving was his living and I had to part
So I a bag of goodies and I hopped up on his cart
I the pockets of the poor and gave the hoodie a play
Dropped some dollars up on and I went on my way
I hear your jingle Mr. Kringle 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, light
I'm looking for a fly guy, you
So down the chimney tonight...

Verse 3:
Now all know
When its eight
He be looking at the for the ho ho ho
I know
When theres a christmas
no chimney for santa to come down

Verse 4: Daddy
Now to me, PD I had
everything that I got
Though I to take my pops
Who ain't me shaking the box
Cause I knew I wait till it turned 12 o'clock

Verse 5: Doggy Dogg
and Milk
Satin and
I'm chillin in the living room, wrapped in a
I'm waiting on this fat Red Suit
My gifts to my next door to me
A gift here, none there, but who
My little sister needs a comb to braid her nappy hair
Bbut here we go waiting on the enemy
To down the chimney
here, that ain't reality

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

Verse 6: Salt &
Santa Baby, are you real?
Kringle
Let me see you my pockets jingle (ching ching)
We need jobs in the ghetto
Too much gangbanging where are playin
I hear the bells ringing
On eve
I
me
Forget the gifts and the shopping
And the new
just falling for tricks
(you praise him)

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

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

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

9: Keith Murray
On December 25th I knew I wasn't jack
When I saw Claus on the corner buying crack
I ran up on him with the (blur) and him "yo whats up with that?"
He said "there ain't no christmas kid" and I can't get him
in the days, Christmas was deep
My moms put presents under the tree while I played
And peeped ha! Santa Claus never me nuthin
Seen them mad faces, lying and
So do some to the ghetto, Mr. Chris Kringle
Come and stay awhile, kick it with God's
Take and acknowledge my and understand
That Claus is a black man
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[Hook 2
Baby
Just a Benzo under the tree for me
A '98 convertible, light
I'm for a fly guy, like you
So down the chimney tonight...