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 with eggnog up up] in my cup
Rudolph and Moses] lil' bang-bangin' and coastin'
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 give 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? {But who
Life is so crucial and cold, worse] for the children
In this world they hopes and dreams can't
The and old churches and spiritual dreams, seasonal things
throughout the ghetto reaches gangstas and dope-fiends, huh
Cause those who ain't able get it now can get it
Cause the ghetto Claus has sprinkled the hood and now we ballin'
to a new year 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 told me to it up slowly
Now on the second day of Christmas, my gave to me
A fifth of and told me to take my mind off that weed
Now by the third day of Christmas, my big homeboy to me
A whole lot of everything, and it wasn't but game to me

Back then, you woke up to the of "I Saw Mama Kissing Santa"
Made you remenisce on the old fashion Christmas
Gifts, miss a fat man with joy
Down ya chimney with toys for lil' and boys
Pumped up, I up before the sun peeped in
And hoped to catch a 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 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, they got us brain dumb
And when you find, it ain't no Santa, still mean a lot
Cause it's the to get together and give all you got
You got food, good moods, and what's than together with your people
When wishers give a by the tree, it's Merry Christmas

Santa Claus is coming to the ghetto

Claus on the ceiling, Jack Frost chillin'
Pinch the Grinch for a holiday villain
greetings, all the proceedings
Are brought to you by the church house where we'll be
Chestnuts on an open fire
Singin' my jingle, where is Kringle
I didn't pop, I 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
Ain't that Nah, ain't that nothin'
How it's Christmas time and my rhyme's steady
happy, hair still nappy
Gonna steal a gift for my old
Catch me out turkeys at the church-house
try to work me, just stand in the line and everything gon' be fine
Holla at ya folks, boy, it's goin'
Ain't no help from no elves, just Tha Pound
And we out gifts, blazin' up spliffs
on the Row, can you dig it? {can you dig it}

Santa Claus is straight to the ghetto

Eve, by the leaves, every 6 with the year
Girls and boys off joy with the season cheer
Smell the sky, hella pies and gettin' baked
To be ate after everything gone off your
But wait, not tonight it's straight and rice
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 the dope song
Hopin' when I open the I'll see Santa
Now who the hell is this in blue bandana
Messin' with the boxes that's up under the
Look like Santa been crossed to a woman to me
Now I'm to see, the whole picture gettin' clearer
How we messed I says best get nearer
Mirror, mirror, please, it's seemed be deceived
And thank the same trick for the gifts I
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