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 said that giving was his living and I had to take
So I a bag of goodies and I hopped up on his cart
I laced the pockets of the and gave the hoodie a play
Dropped dollars up on Hollis and I went on my way
I hear your Mr. Kringle peep the single, my man
so hit a brotha off and come as quick as you can!

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

3: Ma$e

Now all Mase
When its eight
He be at the door for the ho ho ho
Cause I
When a christmas uptown
no chimney for santa to come down

Verse 4: Puffy

Now to me, PD I had
everything that I got
Though I used to take my
Who aint me shaking the box
Cause I knew I couldn't wait it turned 12 o'clock

Verse 5: Snoop Doggy

and Milk
Satin and
I'm chillin in the room, wrapped in a quilt
I'm waiting on fat Red Suit wearing-comparing
My to my homeboy next door to me
A gift here, none there, but who
My little sister needs a comb just to braid her hair
here 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 looking for a fly guy, you
So hurry the chimney tonight...

Verse 6: & Pepa

Baby, are you really real?
Chris
Let me see you make my jingle (ching ching)
We need some jobs in the
Too gangbanging where kids are playin
I hear the bells ringing
On eve
I
me
Forget the gifts and the lists
And the new
Your falling for tricks
(you praise him)

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

Verse 7: Starr

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 this

Verse 8: Fingaz

Its the Grinch who christmas
Climbin ya chimney
open up they gifts
They all be empty
like mine was
I to say it
But if I wasnt a boy I have had nuthin to play wit!

Verse 9: Keith

On 25th I knew I wasn't getting jack
when I saw Santa Claus on the buying crack
I ran up on him the (blur) and asked him "yo whats up with that?"
He said "there aint no kid" and I can't get him back
Back in the days, Christmas was
My moms put presents under the tree I played sleep
And peeped ha! Santa Claus never me nuthin
Seen them mad faces, and frontin
So do good to the ghetto, Mr. Chris Kringle
Come and stay awhile, kick it with God's
Take and my wisdom and understand
Santa Claus is a black man
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Santa
slip a Benzo under the tree for me
A '98 convertible, blue
I'm for a fly guy, like you
So hurry down the tonight