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', postin' up with eggnog up up] in my cup
[Put Rudolph and Moses] bang-bangin' and coastin'
Down the block but be careful for the heart, it's posted'
Some stay to this day that ain't nothing but another day
But, out of respect, I give the Lord his day
Tell me, tell me, where do the homies and bums got to {Nowhere}
Where do hungry and the needy-greedy's got to {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
throughout the ghetto reaches gangstas and dope-fiends, huh
Cause who ain't able get it now can finally get it
Cause the ghetto Santa Claus has 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 straight to the

Now on the day of Christmas, my homeboy gave to me
A sack of the krazy glue and me to smoke 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 whole lot of everything, and it nuthin' but game to me

Back then, you woke up to the sound of "I Saw Mama Santa"
Made you remenisce on the old Christmas days
Gifts, miss a fat man jolly joy
Down ya chimney with toys for lil' girls and
Pumped up, I jumped up before the sun in
And hoped to catch a Santa Claus 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 same thing, they got us washed dumb
And you find, it ain't no Santa, Christmas 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 give a toast by the tree, it's Merry Christmas

Claus is coming straight to the ghetto

Santa Claus on the ceiling, Frost chillin'
the Grinch for being a holiday villain
Season's greetings, all the
Are to you by the church house where we'll be eatin'
Chestnuts roastin' on an fire
Singin' my jingle, where is Kris
I didn't pop, I ain't shout
I stayed in the house, where the homies tried to sneak me out
And all I want for Christmas is my 6-4
And a granddaughter for her grandmother
Ain't that somethin'? Nah, that nothin'
How it's Christmas time and my rhyme's steady
Everybody happy, hair nappy
Gonna steal a for my old grandpappy
Catch me giving out turkeys at the
Don't try to work me, just stand in the line and everything be fine
Holla at ya folks, boy, goin' down
Ain't no help from no elves, just Tha Dogg
And we passin' out gifts, 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
the sky, hella pies 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 the morn's bringin' so it's hard to doze off
Three 'o clock in my socks I crack the dope
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 Claus been crossed to a woman to me
Now I'm comin' to see, the whole gettin' clearer
How we messed I says best get nearer
Mirror, mirror, please, it's I've be deceived
And thank the same trick for the I receive
So I creep back, and act like I even peeped it
This'll be me and Mom's private

Santa Claus is coming to the ghetto