Luyện nghe bài hát Santa Baby

1: Run

It was December 24 on Hollis after the
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 goodies and I hopped up on his
I the pockets of the poor and gave the hoodie a play
Dropped dollars up on Hollis and I went on my way
I hear your jingle Mr. peep the single, my man
so Santa hit a brotha off and as quick as you can!

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

3: Ma$e

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

Verse 4: Daddy

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

Verse 5: Snoop Dogg

Cookies and
and Silk
I'm chillin in the living room, wrapped in a
I'm waiting on this fat Red Suit
My gifts to my next door to me
A here, none there, but who cares
My sister needs a comb just to braid her nappy hair
Bbut here we go again waiting on the
To down the chimney
Look here, that reality

Santa
slip 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 6: Salt &

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

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

Verse 7: Fredro

the gritty-the grimy
The low down, the
Yo Sticky, christmas in the city
Late night, are bright
We rocked!
With the 50 St.
Start this

Verse 8: Fingaz

Its the who stole christmas
down ya chimney
Kids up they gifts
They all be empty
Just like was
I to say it
But if I a boy I wouldnt have had nuthin to play wit!

Verse 9: Murray

On December I knew I wasn't getting jack
when I saw Santa Claus on the corner crack
I ran up on him the (blur) and asked him "yo whats up with that?"
He "there aint no christmas kid" and I can't get him back
in the days, Christmas was deep
My moms put presents under the tree 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 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 a Benzo under the tree for me
A '98 convertible, light
I'm looking for a fly guy, you
So down the chimney tonight