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Santa Claus Goes Straight To The Ghetto

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  • 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 Catch me giving up turkeys at the church-house Don't try to work me, just stay in the line and everything gon be fine Holla at ya folks, boy's goin', stay in Ain't no helps from no L, just Tha Dogg Pound gang And we, passin' out gifts, blazin' off clips Christmas on the Row, can you dig it (can you dig it) Chorus: [Nate Dogg] Verse 4: [Tray Deee] Quick to see, by release Clearin' six with the heat Girls and boys full off joy With the season cheeks Smell the sky, hell a pie With cakes gettin' baked To be ate after everything gone off your plate But wait, not tonight it's straight beans and rice On the table, are we able to proceed the nice I wonder what the morning's bringin' So it's hard to doze off Three 'o clock in my socks I crack the dope song Hopin' when I open the do', I'll see Santa, Now who the hell is this in this blue bandana Messin' with the boxes, hand them under the three Look like Santa Clause bein' crossin' to a woman to me Now I'm commin' to see, the whole picture gettin' clearer How we have met a (?) Mirror, mirror, please, it's seemed I've be deceased And thank the same trick, but the gifts I receive So I creep back, and act like I ain't even peep it Just to be me and moms proudest secret Chorus till fade: [Nate Dogg]

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