Luyện nghe bài hát Santa Claus Goes Straight to The Ghetto

It's 12.30 AM, Eve
I'm out with the and thieves
Celebratin', up with eggnog [head up up] in my cup
Rudolph and Moses] lil' bang-bangin' and coastin'
Down the block but be careful for the heart, because posted'
Some stay to this day Christmas ain't nothing but another day
But, out of respect, I gotta the Lord his day
Tell me, tell me, where do the and bums 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 world they hopes and can't afford
The young and old churches and dreams, seasonal things
Heard throughout the ghetto reaches 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
Celebrate it some Champagne, ha ha, check it

Santa Claus is coming to the ghetto

Now on the first day of Christmas, my gave to me
A sack of the krazy glue and told me to smoke it up
Now on the second day of Christmas, my homeboy to me
A fifth of Hendog and told me to my mind 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

Back then, you woke up to the sound of "I Saw Kissing Santa"
Made you remenisce on the old Christmas days
Gifts, miss a fat man with joy
Down ya chimney with toys for lil' and boys
Pumped up, I up before the sun peeped in
And hoped to catch a Santa Claus creepin' 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 under this tree in my house is mine
My bike, that, and plastic nine'll do fine till next year come
I try to see the same thing, they got us washed dumb
And when you find, it ain't no Santa, still mean a lot
Cause it's the to get together and give all you got
You got food, good moods, and better than together with your people
When wishers give a toast by the tree, it's Merry

Claus is coming straight to the ghetto

Santa on the ceiling, Jack Frost chillin'
Pinch the Grinch for being a villain
greetings, all the proceedings
Are brought to you by the house where we'll be eatin'
Chestnuts roastin' on an open
Singin' my jingle, where is Kringle
I didn't pop, I ain't even
I even in the house, where the homies tried to sneak me out
And all I for Christmas is my 6-4 Chevrolet
And a for her grandmother Beverly
that somethin'? Nah, ain't that nothin'
How Christmas time and my rhyme's steady bumpin'
happy, hair still nappy
Gonna a gift for my old grandpappy
Catch me giving out at the church-house
Don't try to work me, stand in the line and everything gon' be fine
Holla at ya folks, boy, it's down
Ain't no help from no elves, Tha Dogg Pound
And we out gifts, blazin' up spliffs
on the Row, can you dig it? {can you dig it}

Santa Claus is coming straight to the

Christmas Eve, by the leaves, 6 with the year
and boys full off joy with the season cheer
Smell the sky, hella pies and cakes baked
To be ate everything gone 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 hard to off
Three 'o clock in my socks I crack the dope
when I open the door I'll see Santa
Now who the is this in this blue bandana
Messin' with the boxes that's up 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 messed I says best get
Mirror, mirror, please, seemed I've be deceived
And thank the same trick for the gifts I
So I back, and act like I ain't even peeped it
This'll be me and Mom's secret

Santa is coming straight to the ghetto