Luyện nghe bài hát Santa Baby

1: Run

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

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...

3: Ma$e

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

4: Puffy Daddy

Now to me, PD I had
everything that I got
Though I to take my pops
Who aint caught me the box
Cause I I couldn't wait till it turned 12 o'clock

Verse 5: Snoop Doggy

and Milk
Satin and
I'm chillin in the living room, wrapped in a
I'm waiting on this fat Red wearing-comparing
My gifts to my homeboy door to me
A here, none there, but who cares
My little needs a comb just to braid her nappy hair
Bbut here we go again on the enemy
To slide the chimney
Look here, ain't reality

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

Verse 6: & Pepa

Santa Baby, are you real?
Kringle
Let me see you my pockets jingle (ching ching)
We need some in the ghetto
Too much gangbanging where are playin
I hear the bells ringing
On eve
I
me
Forget the and the shopping lists
And the new
just falling for tricks
(you better him)

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

7: Fredro Starr

It's the grimy
The low down, the
Yo Sticky, time in the city
Late night, are bright
We rocked!
With the 50 St.
Start rippin

8: Sticky Fingaz

Its the Grinch who stole
Climbin down ya
open up they 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 jack
when I saw Santa on the corner buying crack
I ran up on him with the (blur) and him "yo whats up with 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 never gave me
Seen them mad faces, and frontin
So do some good to the ghetto, Mr. Kringle
Come and awhile, kick it with God's Angel
Take and acknowledge my wisdom and
Santa Claus is a black man
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Santa
Just a Benzo under the tree for me
A '98 convertible, blue
I'm looking for a fly guy, you
So hurry the chimney tonight