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' bang-bangin' and
Down the but be careful for the heart, because it's posted'
Some to this day that Christmas ain't nothing but another day
But, out of respect, I gotta the Lord his day
me, tell me, where do the homies and bums got to sleep? {Nowhere}
Where do hungry and the needy-greedy's got to eat? who cares?}
Life is so and cold, [it's worse] for the children
In this world they hopes and can't afford
The and old churches and spiritual dreams, seasonal things
Heard the ghetto reaches gangstas and dope-fiends, huh
Cause those who able get it now can finally get it
the ghetto Santa Claus has sprinkled the hood and now we ballin'
Livin' to a new year of thangs
Celebrate it with some Champagne, ha ha, it

Santa Claus is coming to the ghetto

Now on the day of Christmas, my homeboy gave to me
A of the krazy glue and told 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 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 Kissing Santa"
Made you remenisce on the old fashion days
Gifts, miss a fat man jolly joy
Down ya with toys for lil' girls and boys
Pumped up, I jumped up before the sun in
And hoped to a Santa Claus creepin' down my hall
Ran to the window, put my to the sky
To see if I could see the sleigh that parlayed and 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 next come
I try to see the same thing, 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 better than together with your people
When give a toast by the tree, it's Merry Christmas

Santa Claus is coming straight to the

Claus on the ceiling, Jack Frost chillin'
Pinch the Grinch for being a villain
greetings, all the proceedings
Are brought to you by the church house where we'll be
Chestnuts roastin' on an fire
Singin' my jingle, where is Kringle
I didn't pop, I ain't shout
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 granddaughter for her Beverly
Ain't that Nah, ain't 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 at the church-house
Don't try to work me, just in the line and everything gon' be fine
Holla at ya folks, boy, it's down
no help from no elves, just Tha Dogg Pound
And we passin' out gifts, blazin' up
on the Row, can you dig it? {can you dig it}

Santa Claus is coming straight to the

Eve, by the leaves, every 6 with the year
Girls and boys full off joy with the season
Smell the sky, pies and cakes gettin' baked
To be ate after gone off your plate
But wait, not tonight it's straight beans and
On the table, are we able to proceed
I wonder the morn's bringin' so it's hard to doze off
Three 'o clock in my socks I crack the dope
Hopin' I open the door I'll see Santa
Now who the hell is this in this bandana
Messin' with the that's up under the three
Look like Santa been crossed to a woman 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 be deceived
And thank the same for the gifts I receive
So I creep back, and act like I ain't peeped it
be me and Mom's private secret

Santa Claus is straight to the ghetto