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,
Street fighter 2, all games...
[mommy! is that the black claus?
That is the black claus! mommee! mommee! mommee!]

1: dat nigga daz
It's 12.30 am, eve
I'm out the gangstas and thieves
Celebratin', up with eggnog [head up up] in my cup
[put rudolph and moses] bang-bangin' and coastin'
Down the but be careful for the heart, because it's posted'
Some stay to this day that christmas ain't but another day
But, out of respect, I gotta the lord his day
Tell me, tell me, where do the homies and got to sleep? {nowhere}
do hungry and the needy-greedy's got to eat? {but who cares? }
Life is so crucial and cold, [it's for the children
In this 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 who ain't able get it now can finally get it
¡®cause the ghetto claus has sprinkled the hood and now we ballin'
Livin' to a new of better thangs
it with some champagne, ha ha, check it ...

Chorus: nate
Santa claus ... is straight to the ghetto ...

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

2: bad a$$
Back then, you woke up to the sound of ¡°i saw mama santa¡±
Made you remenisce on the old fashion 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 that parlayed and pushed a fat guy
I sigh, ain't no sign, but everything this tree in my house is mine
My bike, that, and this plastic nine'll do till next year come
I try to see the thing, they got us brain washed dumb
And when you find, it ain't no santa, still mean a lot
it's the time to get together and give all you got
You got food, good moods, and what's better together with your people
When wishers give a toast by the tree, merry christmas

Verse 3: doggy dogg (starts during chorus)
(don't get too close because you get shot ...
Welcome to the ...)
Santa claus on the ceiling, jack chillin'
Pinch the for being a holiday villain
greetings, all the proceedings
Are brought to you by the church where we'll be eatin'
Chestnuts roastin' on an open
my jingle, where is kris kringle
I didn't pop, I ain't even
I even stayed in the house, where the homies to sneak me out
And all I for christmas is my 6-4 chevrolet
And a granddaughter for her beverly
Ain't that somethin'? nah, that nothin'
How it's time and my rhyme's steady bumpin'
happy, hair still nappy
Gonna a gift for my old grandpappy
Catch me out turkeys at the church-house
Don't try to work me, just stand in the line and everything be fine
at ya folks, boy, it's goin' down
Ain't no help from no elves, just tha dogg
And we passin' out gifts, blazin' up
on the row, can you dig it? {can you dig it}

Verse 4: deee
Christmas eve, by the leaves, 6 with the year
and boys full off joy with the season cheer
Smell the sky, pies and cakes gettin' baked
To be ate after gone off your plate
But wait, not it's straight beans and rice
On the table, are we able to proceed
I wonder what the bringin' so it's hard to doze off
Three 'o in my socks I crack the dope song
Hopin' when I the door I'll see santa
Now who the hell is this in this bandana
Messin' with the boxes up under the three
Look like santa claus been to a woman to me
Now I'm comin' to see, the whole gettin' clearer
How we have I says best get nearer
Mirror, mirror, please, it's seemed I've be
And thank the same trick for the gifts I
So I creep back, and act like I ain't even it
This'll be me and private secret

till fade