Luyện nghe bài hát Santa Claus Goes Straight To the Ghetto 2017

() = voice
[ ] = squeaky kid

bad a$$
Is the black santa claus? (ho ho ho! merry christmas!)
I want a super ... yeah, sega genesis, yeah,
fighter 2, all these games...
[mommy! is that the black santa
is the black santa claus! mommee! mommee! mommee!]

Verse 1: dat daz
12.30 am, christmas eve
I'm out with the gangstas and
Celebratin', postin' up eggnog [head up up] in my cup
rudolph and moses] lil' bang-bangin' and coastin'
Down the block but be careful for the heart, it's posted'
Some stay to day that christmas ain't nothing but another day
But, out of respect, I gotta give the his day
Tell me, tell me, where do the and bums got to sleep? {nowhere}
Where do and the needy-greedy's got to eat? {but who cares? }
Life is so crucial and cold, [it's worse] for the
In world they hopes and dreams can't afford
The young and old churches and spiritual dreams, seasonal
Heard the ghetto reaches gangstas and dope-fiends, huh
'cause those who ain't get it now can finally get it
¡®cause the ghetto santa claus has sprinkled the hood and now we
Livin' to a new of better thangs
it with some champagne, ha ha, check it ...

Chorus: dogg
Santa ... is coming straight to the ghetto ...

Bridge: doggy dogg
Now on the first day of christmas, my gave to me
A sack of the krazy glue and told me to it up slowly
Now on the day of christmas, my homeboy gave to me
A fifth of hendog and told me to take my off that weed
Now by the third day of christmas, my big homeboy to me
A lot of everything, and it wasn't nuthin' but game to me

2: bad a$$
Back then, you woke up to the sound of saw mama kissing santa¡±
Made you on the old fashion christmas days
Gifts, miss a fat man jolly joy
ya chimney with toys for lil' girls and boys
Pumped up, I up before the sun peeped in
And hoped to a santa claus creepin' down my hall
Ran to the window, put my to the sky
To see if I could see the sleigh that and pushed a fat guy
I sigh, ain't no sign, but everything under tree in my house is mine
My bike, that, and this plastic do fine till next year come
I try to see the same thing, got us brain washed dumb
And when you find, it ain't no santa, christmas still a lot
'cause the time to get together and give all you got
You got food, moods, and what's better than together with your people
When give a toast by the tree, it's merry christmas

Verse 3: snoop doggy (starts during chorus)
(don't get too close because you might get ...
to the ghetto ...)
Santa claus on the ceiling, jack frost
Pinch the grinch for being a villain
greetings, all the proceedings
Are brought to you by the church house where we'll be
Chestnuts roastin' on an open
Singin' my jingle, where is kris
I didn't pop, I ain't shouted
I even stayed in the house, where the homies to sneak me out
And all I want for christmas is my 6-4
And a for her grandmother beverly
Ain't that nah, ain't that nothin'
How it's time and my rhyme's steady bumpin'
happy, hair still nappy
Gonna steal a for my old grandpappy
Catch me giving out at the church-house
try to work me, just stand in the line and everything gon' be fine
Holla at ya folks, boy, it's goin'
Ain't no help from no elves, just tha pound
And we out gifts, blazin' up spliffs
Christmas on the row, can you dig it? you dig it}

Verse 4: deee
eve, by the leaves, every 6 with the year
Girls and boys full off joy with the cheer
Smell the sky, hella pies and gettin' baked
To be ate after everything off your plate
But wait, not it's straight beans and rice
On the table, are we to proceed tonight?
I wonder what the morn's bringin' so it's to doze off
Three 'o clock in my socks I crack the dope
Hopin' when I the door I'll see santa
Now who the hell is in this blue bandana
Messin' with the that's up under the three
Look like claus been crossed to a woman to me
Now I'm comin' to see, the whole gettin' clearer
How we have messed; I says get nearer
Mirror, mirror, please, it's I've be deceived
And thank the trick for the gifts I receive
So I creep back, and act I ain't even peeped it
be me and mom's private secret

Chorus fade