Luyện nghe bài hát Santa Baby

1: Run

It was December 24 on after the dark
My man Santa saw a and gave the strangest remark
He said giving was his living and I had to take part
So I grabbed a bag of goodies and I hopped up on his
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 brotha off and come as as you can!

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...

3: Ma$e

Now all Mase
its eight twenty-four
He be looking at the for the ho ho ho
Cause I
When theres a christmas
Ain't no chimney for to come down

Verse 4: Daddy

Now to me, PD I had
Appreciated everything I got
Though I to take my pops
Who aint me shaking the box
Cause I knew I couldn't wait till it turned 12

Verse 5: Doggy Dogg

and Milk
Satin and
I'm chillin in the room, wrapped in a quilt
I'm waiting on this fat Red wearing-comparing
My to my homeboy next door to me
A here, none there, but who cares
My sister needs a comb just to braid her nappy hair
Bbut we go again waiting on the enemy
To down 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 down the chimney tonight...

Verse 6: Salt &

Baby, are you really real?
Chris
Let me see you make my pockets (ching ching)
We need some in the ghetto
Too much gangbanging where are playin
I hear the church bells
On eve
I
me
Forget the and the shopping lists
And the new
Your just falling for
(you praise him)

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

Verse 7: Starr

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 rippin

Verse 8: Sticky

Its the Grinch who stole
down ya chimney
Kids open up gifts
They all gonna be
Just like was
I to say it
But if I wasnt a boy I wouldnt had nuthin to play wit!

9: Keith Murray

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 asked him "yo whats up that?"
He said "there aint no christmas kid" and I can't get him
Back in the days, Christmas was
My moms put presents under the tree while I sleep
And peeped ha! Santa Claus gave me nuthin
Seen mad faces, lying and frontin
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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Baby
Just slip a under the tree for me
A '98 convertible, blue
I'm looking for a fly guy, you
So down the chimney tonight