Santa Claus Goes Straight to the Ghetto Snoop Dogg (Ft. Bad Azz, Big Tray Deee, Daz Dillinger & Nate Dogg)
[Intro: Bad Azz]
Is that the Black Santa Claus? (Ho ho ho ho)
I want a Super 'Intendo (Merry Christmas!), yeah
Sega Genesis (Mommy, mommy), yeah
Street Fighter 2 (Mommy, is that the Black Santa Claus?)
And a gang of toys (That is the Black Santa Claus!), uh
Mommy, mommy, mommy
[Verse 1: Dat Nigga Daz]
It's 12:30 a.m., Christmas Eve
I'm out with the gangstas and thieves
Celebratin', postin' up with eggnog head up-up in my cup
Put Rudolph in motion, sleigh all bang-bangin' and coastin'
Down the block, but be careful for the hawk because it's posted
Some stay to this day that Christmas ain't nothing but another day
But, out of respect, I gotta give the Lord his day
Tell me, tell me, where do the homeless and bums got to sleep? (Nowhere)
Where do hungry and the needy-greedies got to eat? (But who cares?)
Life is so crucial and cold, as for, for the children
In this world they hopes and dreams can't unfold
The young and old churches, the spiritual dreams, seasonal things
Heard 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, now we ballin'
Livin' to a new year of better thangs
Celebrate it with some Champagne, haha, check it (Yeah)
Is that the Black Santa Claus? (Ho ho ho ho)
I want a Super 'Intendo (Merry Christmas!), yeah
Sega Genesis (Mommy, mommy), yeah
Street Fighter 2 (Mommy, is that the Black Santa Claus?)
And a gang of toys (That is the Black Santa Claus!), uh
Mommy, mommy, mommy
[Verse 1: Dat Nigga Daz]
It's 12:30 a.m., Christmas Eve
I'm out with the gangstas and thieves
Celebratin', postin' up with eggnog head up-up in my cup
Put Rudolph in motion, sleigh all bang-bangin' and coastin'
Down the block, but be careful for the hawk because it's posted
Some stay to this day that Christmas ain't nothing but another day
But, out of respect, I gotta give the Lord his day
Tell me, tell me, where do the homeless and bums got to sleep? (Nowhere)
Where do hungry and the needy-greedies got to eat? (But who cares?)
Life is so crucial and cold, as for, for the children
In this world they hopes and dreams can't unfold
The young and old churches, the spiritual dreams, seasonal things
Heard 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, now we ballin'
Livin' to a new year of better thangs
Celebrate it with some Champagne, haha, check it (Yeah)
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