Luyện nghe bài hát Santa Claus Goes Straight to The Ghetto

It's 12.30 AM, Eve
I'm out with the gangstas and
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, because it's
stay to this day that Christmas ain't nothing but another day
But, out of respect, I give the Lord 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 for the children
In this world hopes and dreams can't afford
The and old churches and spiritual 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 the hood and now we ballin'
Livin' to a new year of thangs
Celebrate it with Champagne, ha ha, check it

Santa is coming straight to the ghetto

Now on the day of Christmas, my homeboy gave 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 fifth of Hendog and told me to take my mind off that
Now by the third day of Christmas, my big gave to me
A lot of everything, and it wasn't 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 toys for lil' girls and boys
Pumped up, I jumped up before the sun in
And hoped to catch a Santa Claus creepin' 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 this tree in my house is mine
My bike, that, and this plastic nine'll do fine till year come
I try to see the same thing, they got us brain dumb
And you find, it ain't no Santa, Christmas still mean a lot
Cause it's the time to get together and all you got
You got food, good moods, and what's than together with your people
wishers give a toast by the tree, it's Merry Christmas

Santa Claus is coming straight to the

Santa Claus on the ceiling, Jack Frost
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 Kris
I didn't pop, I ain't shout
I even stayed in the house, where the homies to sneak me out
And all I want for is my 6-4 Chevrolet
And a granddaughter for her Beverly
Ain't that somethin'? Nah, that nothin'
How it's Christmas time and my rhyme's steady
Everybody happy, still 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 gon' be
Holla at ya folks, boy, it's goin'
Ain't no help from no elves, just Tha Dogg
And we passin' out gifts, blazin' up
Christmas on the Row, can you dig it? you dig it}

Santa Claus is straight to the ghetto

Christmas Eve, by the leaves, 6 with the year
Girls and full off joy with the season cheer
Smell the sky, hella pies and cakes baked
To be ate after everything gone off plate
But wait, not tonight straight beans and rice
On the table, are we to proceed tonight?
I wonder the morn's bringin' so it's hard to doze off
'o clock in my socks I crack the dope song
Hopin' when I 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 Claus been crossed to a woman to me
Now I'm to see, the whole picture gettin' clearer
How we have messed I says best get
Mirror, mirror, please, it's I've be deceived
And the same trick for the gifts I receive
So I creep back, and act I ain't even peeped it
This'll be me and private secret

Claus is coming straight to the ghetto