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 eggnog [head up up] in my cup
[Put Rudolph and Moses] lil' and coastin'
Down the block but be careful for the heart, because posted'
Some 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 homies and got to sleep? {Nowhere}
Where do and the needy-greedy's got to eat? {But who cares?}
is so crucial and cold, [it's worse] for the children
In this world they hopes and dreams afford
The and old churches and spiritual dreams, seasonal things
throughout the ghetto reaches gangstas and dope-fiends, huh
Cause those who able get it now can finally get it
Cause the ghetto Santa Claus has the hood and now we ballin'
Livin' to a new year of thangs
Celebrate it with some Champagne, ha ha, it

Santa is coming straight to the ghetto

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 second day of Christmas, my homeboy to me
A fifth of Hendog and told me to take my off that weed
Now by the third day of Christmas, my big gave to me
A whole lot of everything, and it wasn't nuthin' but to me

Back then, you up to the sound of "I Saw Mama Kissing Santa"
Made you on the old fashion Christmas days
Gifts, miss a fat man with joy
Down ya chimney with for lil' girls and boys
Pumped up, I jumped up before the sun in
And hoped to catch a Santa creepin' down my hall
Ran to the window, put my to the sky
To see if I could see the sleigh that and pushed a fat guy
I sigh, ain't no sign, but everything under this 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, Christmas still a lot
Cause it's the time to get together and 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

Santa Claus is coming to the ghetto

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

Santa Claus is coming 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 and cakes gettin' baked
To be ate after everything off your plate
But wait, not tonight it's beans and rice
On the table, are we to proceed tonight?
I wonder what the bringin' so it's hard to doze off
Three 'o clock in my I crack the dope song
Hopin' when I open the door see Santa
Now who the hell is this in this blue
Messin' with the boxes up under the three
like Santa Claus been crossed to a woman to me
Now I'm comin' to see, the whole picture clearer
How we have messed I best get nearer
Mirror, mirror, please, it's seemed I've be
And thank the same for the gifts I receive
So I creep back, and act like I ain't peeped it
This'll be me and Mom's private

Claus is coming straight to the ghetto