Luyện nghe bài hát Santa Baby

1: Run

It was December 24 on Hollis the dark
My man saw a rabbi and gave the strangest remark
He said that giving was his 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 poor and gave the hoodie a
Dropped some dollars up on Hollis and I on my way
I hear your jingle Mr. peep the single, my man
so Santa hit a brotha off and come as as you can!

Santa
Just slip a Benzo under the 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
its eight twenty-four
He be looking at the for the ho ho ho
I know
When theres a christmas
Ain't no for santa to come down

Verse 4: Daddy

Now to me, PD I had
Appreciated that I got
Though I used to take my
Who aint caught me the box
Cause I knew I wait till it turned 12 o'clock

Verse 5: Snoop Dogg

and Milk
Satin and
I'm chillin in the room, wrapped in a quilt
I'm waiting on this fat Red Suit
My to my homeboy next door to me
A gift here, none there, but who
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 Benzo the tree for me
A '98 convertible, blue
I'm for a fly guy, like you
So hurry down the tonight...

Verse 6: Salt &

Baby, are you really real?
Chris
Let me see you my pockets jingle (ching ching)
We need jobs in the ghetto
Too much gangbanging kids are playin
I hear the church ringing
On eve
I
me
Forget the gifts and the lists
And the new
just falling for tricks
(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 hurry the chimney tonight...

Verse 7: Fredro

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

Verse 8: Fingaz

Its the Grinch who christmas
Climbin down ya
open up they gifts
They all gonna be
Just like was
I to say it
But if I a boy I wouldnt have had nuthin to play wit!

Verse 9: Keith

On December 25th I knew I wasn't getting
when I saw Santa Claus on the 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, was deep
My moms put presents the tree while I played sleep
And peeped ha! Claus never gave me nuthin
Seen them mad faces, lying and
So do some to the ghetto, Mr. Chris Kringle
Come and awhile, kick it with God's Angel
Take and my wisdom and understand
That Claus is a black man
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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 chimney