Luyện nghe bài hát Santa Baby

1: Run

It was December 24 on after the dark
My man Santa saw a rabbi and gave the remark
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 poor and gave the a play
Dropped some dollars up on and I went on my way
I hear jingle 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 the chimney tonight...

Verse 3:

Now all Mase
When its twenty-four
He be at the door for the ho ho ho
Cause I
When theres a uptown
Ain't no 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 caught me shaking the box
Cause I I couldn't wait till it turned 12 o'clock

Verse 5: Snoop Dogg

and Milk
Satin and
I'm in the living room, wrapped in a quilt
I'm waiting on fat Red Suit wearing-comparing
My gifts to my next door to me
A gift here, none there, but who
My little sister needs a comb just to braid her nappy
here we go again waiting on the enemy
To slide the chimney
Look here, that ain't

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

6: Salt & Pepa

Santa Baby, are you really
Chris
Let me see you make my pockets (ching ching)
We need some jobs in the
Too gangbanging where kids are playin
I hear the church bells
On eve
I
me
Forget the gifts and the shopping
And the new
Your just for tricks
(you better him)

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

Verse 7: Fredro

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

8: Sticky Fingaz

Its the who stole christmas
Climbin ya chimney
Kids open up gifts
They all gonna be
Just mine was
I to say it
But if I a boy I wouldnt have had nuthin to play wit!

9: Keith Murray

On 25th I knew I wasn't getting jack
when I saw Santa Claus on the corner buying
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, was deep
My moms put presents under the tree I played sleep
And peeped ha! Santa Claus never gave me
them mad faces, lying and frontin
So do some good to the ghetto, Mr. Kringle
and stay awhile, kick it with God's Angel
Take and my wisdom and understand
That Santa is a black man
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Santa
slip a Benzo under the tree for me
A '98 convertible, light
I'm looking for a fly guy, you
So hurry down the tonight