Santa Claus Goes Straight to The Ghetto - текст песни
Santa Claus Goes Straight to The Ghetto
Featuring Nate Dogg Dat Nigga Daz Tray Deee Bad A$$ Intro: [Bad A$$] I got the black senator (Ho ho ho) I want a Super Nintendo (Merry Christmas) Yeah (?) yeah Street Fighter 2 all these games
Verse 1: [Daz] It's 12.30 AM Christmas Eve I'm out with the gangstas and thieves Celebratin' postin' up with eggnog it'll forfill my cup (?) all the most little gangbangin' and causin' Not about but be careful for the heart, Because it's posin' Some stay to day that Christmas ain't nothing but another day But, out of respect for God, Give the Lord his day Tell me, tell me, Where do the homies and bumps have to sleep (Nowhere) Where do hungry and needy-greedy's got to eat (But who cares?) Life is so, usually cold That's fourth for the children In this world their hopes and dreams can't afford (?), these little things Heard throughout the ghetto which has gangstas and dope-fiends, huh Cause those who ain't able get it and I could finally get it Just the ghetto Santa Claus sprinkled hood And now we ballin', livin' to a new year A better thang, celebrate with some Champagne, ha ha Check it
Chorus: [Nate Dogg] Santa Claus, is coming straight to the ghetto
Bridge: [Snoop] Now on the first day of Christmas my homeboy gave to me A sack of the crazy blue-a-tone and smoke it up, floss it up Now on the second day of Christmas my homeboy gave to me A bit of hendog to probably take my mind off that weed Now by the third day of Christmas my big homeboy gave to me A whole lot off everything, but it was not a gang to me
Verse 2: [Bad A$$] Bad, can you walk up to the sound I saw mama kissin' Santa Made you remanis on the old fashion Christmas They did miss a fat man jolly with joy Down ya chimney with toys, For little girls and boys Pumped up, I jumped up (?) And hope to get Santa Claus creepin' down my hall Got to the window, put my eyes to the sky to see 'em bye, To see the sleigh that parley and push a fat guy I see no sign with everything under this three And my house is mine, my bike that in (?) And do right, to let year come I try to see the same thing They got us brain washed up And when you find, it ain't no Santa, Christmas still mean allot Cause it's the time they get together and give all you got You got fooled, gun loose and what's better then together Which has people, when wishin' give a toast by the three It's merry Christmas
Chorus: [Nate Dogg]
Verse 3:[Snoop] Santa Clause on the senator Jack Frost chillin' Pitch the grich, from being a holiday villain Season's greetings, all the proceedings Are brought to your body, churcize we wont be eatin' Chestnuts most sent on the open fire Singin' my jingle, where is Chris Sprinkle I didn't pop, nah me, Michelle I even stayed in the house, When the homies tried to sneak me out And all I want for Christmas is my six-fo' Chevrolet And the granddaughter for her grandmother Beverly Ain't that somethin' (Nah, nah) Ain't that nothing How it's Christmas time and my rhyme's steady bumpin' Everybody happy, hair's still nappy Gonna steal a gift for my old granddaddy
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