Luyện nghe bài hát Santa Claus Goes Straight to The Ghetto

It's 12.30 AM, Eve
I'm out the gangstas and thieves
Celebratin', postin' up eggnog [head up up] in my cup
[Put Rudolph and Moses] lil' bang-bangin' and
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 give the his day
Tell me, tell me, where do the and bums got to sleep? {Nowhere}
Where do hungry and the 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 dreams, seasonal things
Heard throughout the ghetto reaches and dope-fiends, huh
Cause those who ain't able get it now can get it
Cause the ghetto Santa Claus has sprinkled the and now we ballin'
Livin' to a new of better thangs
Celebrate it with some Champagne, ha ha, it

Santa Claus is straight to the ghetto

Now on the first day of Christmas, my homeboy to me
A sack of the glue and told me to smoke it up slowly
Now on the second day of Christmas, my gave to me
A of Hendog and told me to take my mind off that weed
Now by the third day of Christmas, my big gave to me
A whole lot of everything, and it wasn't but game to me

then, you woke up to the sound of "I Saw Mama Kissing Santa"
Made you remenisce on the old fashion Christmas
Gifts, a fat man jolly with joy
Down ya chimney with for lil' girls and boys
Pumped up, I jumped up 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 see the sleigh that parlayed 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 nine'll do fine till next year
I try to see the same thing, they got us brain dumb
And when you find, it ain't no Santa, still mean a lot
Cause it's the time to get together and all you got
You got food, good moods, and what's better than together with people
When wishers give a toast by the tree, Merry Christmas

Santa Claus is straight to the ghetto

Santa Claus on the ceiling, Jack chillin'
Pinch the Grinch for a holiday villain
greetings, all the proceedings
Are to you by the church house where we'll be eatin'
Chestnuts roastin' on an fire
Singin' my jingle, where is Kringle
I didn't pop, I ain't shout
I even stayed in the house, where the tried to sneak me out
And all I want for is my 6-4 Chevrolet
And a granddaughter for her grandmother
Ain't somethin'? Nah, ain't that nothin'
How it's Christmas time and my rhyme's bumpin'
Everybody happy, still nappy
Gonna steal a for my old grandpappy
Catch me out turkeys at the church-house
Don't try to me, just stand in the line and everything gon' be fine
Holla at ya folks, boy, it's down
Ain't no from no elves, just 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 to the ghetto

Christmas Eve, by the leaves, every 6 with the
Girls and boys full off joy the season cheer
Smell the sky, hella and cakes gettin' baked
To be ate after everything gone off plate
But wait, not tonight it's straight and rice
On the table, are we to proceed tonight?
I wonder what the morn's so it's hard to doze off
Three 'o in my socks I crack the dope song
when I open the door I'll see Santa
Now who the hell is in this blue bandana
Messin' with the boxes up under the three
Look like Santa Claus been crossed to a to me
Now I'm comin' to see, the whole picture gettin'
How we have messed I best get nearer
Mirror, mirror, please, it's seemed I've be
And thank the trick for the gifts I receive
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