Luyện nghe bài hát Santa Baby

1: Run
It was 24 on Hollis after the dark
My man Santa saw a rabbi and gave the strangest
He said that giving was his living and I had to 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
Dropped some dollars up on and I went on my way
I hear your Mr. Kringle peep the single, my man
So Santa hit a off and come as quick as you can!

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

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

Verse 4: Daddy
Now to me, PD I had
Appreciated everything I got
Though I to take my pops
Who ain't caught me the box
Cause I knew I couldn't 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 wearing-comparing
My gifts to my homeboy door to me
A here, none there, but who cares
My little sister a comb just to braid her nappy hair
Bbut we go again waiting on the enemy
To slide the chimney
Look here, that ain't

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

6: Salt & Pepa
Santa Baby, are you really
Kringle
Let me see you my pockets jingle (ching ching)
We need some jobs in the
Too gangbanging where kids are playin
I hear the church ringing
On eve
I
me
Forget the gifts and the lists
And the new
Your just falling for
(you praise him)

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

Verse 7: Starr
the gritty-the grimy
The low down, the
Yo Sticky, time in the city
Late night, stars are
We rocked!
the 50 St. Nicholas
Start this

Verse 8: Sticky
Its the who stole christmas
Climbin down ya
open up they gifts
They all be empty
Just like 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 I wasn't getting jack
When I saw Santa on the corner buying crack
I ran up on him with the (blur) and him "yo whats up with that?"
He said "there no christmas kid" and I can't get him back
Back in the days, Christmas was
My moms put presents under the tree while I sleep
And ha! Santa Claus never gave me nuthin
Seen them mad faces, lying and
So do some good to the ghetto, Mr. Chris
Come and stay awhile, kick it with God's
Take and my wisdom and understand
That Santa is a black man
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[Hook 2
Santa
Just slip a under the tree for me
A '98 convertible, light
I'm looking for a fly guy, you
So hurry down the tonight...