1: Run
It was December 24 on after the dark My man saw a rabbi and gave the strangest remark He said giving was his living and I had to take part So I grabbed a bag of and I hopped up on his cart I laced the pockets of the and gave the hoodie a play Dropped some dollars up on Hollis and I on my way I hear your jingle Mr. Kringle the single, my man so Santa hit a brotha off and come as as you can!
Santa slip a Benzo under the tree for me A '98 convertible, blue I'm looking for a fly guy, you So hurry down the tonight...
3: Ma$e
Now all know When its eight He be looking at the for the ho ho ho I know When theres a christmas Ain't no chimney for santa to down
Verse 4: Daddy
Now to me, PD I had everything that I got Though I to take my pops Who aint me shaking the box Cause I knew I wait till it turned 12 o'clock
Verse 5: Doggy Dogg
Cookies and Satin and I'm chillin in the living room, in a quilt I'm on this fat Red Suit wearing-comparing My to my homeboy next door to me A gift here, there, but who cares My little sister needs a comb just to her nappy hair Bbut we go again waiting on the enemy To slide the chimney here, that ain't reality
Santa Just a Benzo under the tree for me A '98 convertible, blue I'm for a fly guy, like you So hurry down the tonight...
Verse 6: Salt &
Santa Baby, are you real? Kringle Let me see you make my pockets (ching ching) We need jobs in the ghetto Too much gangbanging where are playin I hear the church bells On eve I me Forget the gifts and the shopping And the new Your falling for tricks (you better 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 grimy The low down, the Yo Sticky, christmas in the city night, stars are bright We rocked! the 50 St. Nicholas Start this
8: Sticky Fingaz
Its the Grinch who christmas down ya chimney Kids open up they They all be empty like mine was I to say it But if I wasnt a boy I wouldnt have had to play wit!
9: Keith Murray
On December 25th I knew I getting jack when I saw Claus on the corner buying crack I ran up on him with the (blur) and asked him "yo whats up that?" He "there aint no christmas 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 gave me Seen them mad faces, and frontin So do some good to the ghetto, Mr. Chris Come and stay awhile, kick it with Angel Take and my wisdom and understand That Claus is a black man up [chorus 2 Baby Just slip a Benzo the tree for me A '98 convertible, blue I'm for a fly guy, like you So down the chimney tonight