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lirik lagu tru - christmas in the ghetto

it’s christmas in the ghetto
fa la la la la la la la
it’s christmas in the ghetto
fa la la la la la la la
dealers bakin, fiends are waitin
fa la la la la la la la
it’s christmas in the ghetto
fa la la la la la la la

christmas in the ghetto just ain’t worth sh-t
tell santa claus he can suck my d-ck
i guess i get the same f-cking thing i got last year
sittin in a bird dog drinking beer
i don’t have a job, no food, no fun
but i got the dope, 3 ki’s and a gun
so i tell the fiends to me on the block
open up shop and start sellin rocks
i’m making big dollars off these motherf-cking fools
if they wanna jack, then the money’s in my shoes
now here comes a dope fiend begging for a hit
saying can i please get a 50 dollar fix
he showed me the money, then i went for my stash
got the motherf-cker a big 50 dollar bag
the man said freeze and my mouth just dropped
the stupid -ss n-gg- was an undercover cop
yea i was mad, but i didn’t want to run
starring me in the face was a big black gun
now it’s christmas eve and i’m locked behind bars
sitting in a cell looking up at the stairs
reminiscing about my kids with tears in my eyes
thinking to myself i just want to die
living in a house with no food, no heat
it may be cold but h-ll is the street
cause the place i’m from santa don’t leave gifts
in my house santa only shoplifts
holidays in the hood ain’t no motherf-cking joke
when people all around you is starving and broke
cause if you black and poor, it’s h-ll
you only hear gunshots, you never hear bells
so if you got a way out then go
cause it ain’t no fun with christmas in the ghetto

[chorus]

this christmas ain’t it, i ain’t got sh-t
waiting on santa is like waiting on a b-tch
now i’m going to the mall to get the fresh gear
i’m from the projects, i’ve never seen a reindeer
stick em up, stick em up, boom
now you’re doomed, i guess my present will be you
now you know i’m jackin
nine i be payin for the gas cause you know i ain’t actin
some say i’m the grinch cause i don’t play
how could he do this f-cking sh-t on a holiday
cause when i look i see reflections of me
kids in the ghetto never had a christmas tree
hand-me-down clothes for the new year
the rich drink champagne, the poor drink beer
no christmas cards, just a letter saying the rent late
my little brother wanted a bike, he got skates
now i don’t give a d-mn, f-ck uncle sam
i thank god for the turkey, last year we had spam
looked out the window, what do i see
dope dealers running from the police
welfare cuts was the last line
sent many people to the god d-mn soup lines
homeless people with no shoes on they feet
in and out of cans trying to find something to eat
i reminisce to the people that ain’t here
hoping to have a better f-cking new year
dope fiends selling t.v.’s and sweaters bro
but i ain’t tripping cause it’s christmas in the ghetto

yea, merry motherf-cking christmas
this ea-ski and the real untouchables
enjoy your motherf-cking christmas you broke b-tch
cause christmas will never be the same in our black neighborhood
so i’m saying outie 5-motherf-cking-thousand
and we out of this b-tch
oh,oh,oh yes
all you broke motherf-cking rappers out there
making all these tapes
you broke b-tch you can’t buy a god d-mn thing this christmas
cause you done sold out you c-nt

yo man hold up (what?)
what about the 3 days of christmas
oh, okay man, i forgot, let’s do this sh-t
c cut the music off

on the first day of christmas a dope fiend brought to me
a t.v. and a b-tch from up the street
on the second day of christmas a dope fiend brought to me
2 vcr’s and a t.v. and a b-tch from up the street
on the third day of christmas a dope fiend brought to me
3 stolen rings, 2 vcr’s, and a t.v. and b-tch from up the street

ha ha ha ha, sh-t i lived to to see another christmas

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