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Snoop Doggy Dogg f Nate Dogg, Dat Nigga

Santa Claus Goes Straight to the Ghetto

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( ) = Santa voice[ ] = Squeaky kid voiceIntro: Bad A$$Is that the black Santa Claus? (Ho ho ho! Merry Christmas!) I want a Super Nintendo ... yeah, Sega Genesis, yeah, Street Fighter 2, all these games... [Mommy! Is that the black Santa Claus? That is the black Santa Claus! Mommee! Mommee! Mommee!]Verse 1: Dat Nigga DazIt`s 12.30 AM, Christmas EveI`m out with the gangstas and thievesCelebratin`, postin` up with eggnog [head up up] in my cup[Put Rudolph and Moses] lil` bang-bangin` and coastin`Down the block but be careful for the heart, because it`s posted`Some stay to this day that Christmas ain`t nothing but another dayBut, out of respect, I gotta give the Lord his dayTell me, tell me, where do the homies and bums got to sleep? {Nowhere}Where do hungry and the needy-greedy`s got to eat? {But who cares?}Life is so crucial and cold, [it`s worse] for the childrenIn this world they hopes and dreams can`t affordThe young and old churches and spiritual dreams, seasonal thingsHeard throughout the ghetto reaches gangstas and dope-fiends, huh`Cause those who ain`t able get it now can finally get it‘Cause the ghetto Santa Claus has sprinkled the hood and now we ballin`Livin` to a new year of better thangs Celebrate it with some Champagne, ha ha, check it ...Chorus: Nate DoggSanta Claus ... is coming straight to the ghetto ...Bridge: Snoop Doggy DoggNow on the first day of Christmas, my homeboy gave to meA sack of the krazy glue and told me to smoke it up slowlyNow on the second day of Christmas, my homeboy gave to meA fifth of Hendog and told me to take my mind off that weedNow by the third day of Christmas, my big homeboy gave to meA whole lot of everything, and it wasn`t nuthin` but game to meVerse 2: Bad A$$Back then, you woke up to the sound of “I Saw Mama Kissing Santa”Made you remenisce on the old fashion Christmas daysGifts, miss a fat man jolly with joyDown ya chimney with toys for lil` girls and boysPumped up, I jumped up before the sun peeped inAnd hoped to catch a Santa Claus creepin` down my hallRan to the window, put my eyes to the skyTo see if I could see the sleigh that parlayed and pushed a fat guyI sigh, ain`t no sign, but everything under this tree in my house is mineMy bike, that, and this plastic nine`ll do fine till next year comeI try to see the same thing, they got us brain washed dumbAnd when you find, it ain`t no Santa, Christmas still mean a lot`Cause it`s the time to get together and give all you gotYou got food, good moods, and what`s better than together with your peopleWhen wishers give a toast by the tree, it`s Merry ChristmasChorus Verse 3: Snoop Doggy Dogg (starts during chorus)(Don`t get too close because you might get shot ...Welcome to the ghetto ...)Santa Claus on the ceiling, Jack Frost chillin`Pinch the Grinch for being a holiday villainSeason`s greetings, all the proceedingsAre brought to you by the church house where we`ll be eatin`Chestnuts roastin` on an open fireSingin` my jingle, where is Kris KringleI didn`t pop, I ain`t even shoutedI even stayed in the house, where the homies tried to sneak me outAnd all I want for Christmas is my 6-4 ChevroletAnd a granddaughter for her grandmother BeverlyAin`t that somethin`? Nah, ain`t that nothin`How it`s Christmas time and my rhyme`s steady bumpin`Everybody happy, hair still nappyGonna steal a gift for my old grandpappyCatch me giving out turkeys at the church-houseDon`t try to work me, just stand in the line and everything gon` be fineHolla at ya folks, boy, it`s goin` downAin`t no help from no elves, just Tha Dogg PoundAnd we passin` out gifts, blazin` up spliffsChristmas on the Row, can you dig it? {can you dig it}ChorusVerse 4: Tray DeeeChristmas Eve, by the leaves, every 6 with the yearGirls and boys full off joy with the season cheerSmell the sky, hella pies and cakes gettin` bakedTo be ate after everything gone off your plateBut wait, not tonight it`s straight beans and riceOn the table, are we able to proceed tonight?I wonder what the morn`s bringin` so it`s hard to doze offThree `o clock in my socks I crack the dope songHopin` when I open the door I`ll see SantaNow who the hell is this in this blue bandanaMessin` with the boxes that`s up under the threeLook like Santa Claus been crossed to a woman to meNow I`m comin` to see, the whole picture gettin` clearerHow we have messed; I says best get nearerMirror, mirror, please, it`s seemed I`ve be deceivedAnd thank the same trick for the gifts I receiveSo I creep back, and act like I ain`t even peeped itThis`ll be me and Mom`s private secretChorus till fade

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