Представляем точный текст композиции "Santa Claus Goes Straight to the Ghetto" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Snoop Dogg . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Santa Claus Goes Straight to the Ghetto» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Snoop Dogg передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Snoop Dogg - "Santa Claus Goes Straight to the Ghetto"
Lyrics to Santa Claus Goes Straight to the Ghetto : 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 Daz Its 12.30 AM, Christmas Eve Im out with the gangstas and thieves Celebratin, 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 its posted Some stay to this day that Christmas aint nothing but another day But, out of respect, I gotta give the Lord his day Tell me, tell me, where do the homies and bums got to sleep' {Nowhere} Where do hungry and the needy-greedys got to eat' {But who cares'} Life is so crucial and cold, [its worse] for the children In this world they hopes and dreams cant afford The young and old churches and spiritual dreams, seasonal things Heard throughout the ghetto reaches gangstas and dope-fiends, huh Cause those who aint 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 Dogg Santa Claus ... is coming straight to the ghetto ... Bridge: Snoop Doggy Dogg Now on the first day of Christmas, my homeboy gave to me A sack of the krazy glue and told me to smoke it up slowly Now on the second day of Christmas, my homeboy gave to me A fifth of Hendog and told me to take my mind off that weed Now by the third day of Christmas, my big homeboy gave to me A whole lot of everything, and it wasnt nuthin but game to me Verse 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 days Gifts, miss a fat man jolly with joy Down ya chimney with toys for lil girls and boys Pumped up, I jumped up before the sun peeped in And hoped to catch a Santa Claus creepin down my hall Ran to the window, put my eyes to the sky To see if I could see the sleigh that parlayed and pushed a fat guy I sigh, aint no sign, but everything under this tree in my house is mine My bike, that, and this plastic ninell do fine till next year come I try to see the same thing, they got us brain washed dumb And when you find, it aint no Santa, Christmas still mean a lot Cause its the time to get together and give all you got You got food, good moods, and whats better than together with your people When wishers give a toast by the tree, its Merry Christmas Chorus Verse 3: Snoop Doggy Dogg (starts during chorus) (Dont 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 villain Seasons greetings, all the proceedings Are brought to you by the church house where well be eatin Chestnuts roastin on an open fire Singin my jingle, where is Kris Kringle I didnt pop, I aint even shouted I even stayed in the house, where the homies tried to sneak me out And all I want for Christmas is my 6-4 Chevrolet And a granddaughter for her grandmother Beverly Aint that somethin' Nah, aint that nothin How its Christmas time and my rhymes steady bumpin Everybody happy, hair still nappy Gonna steal a gift for my old grandpappy Catch me giving out turkeys at the church-house Dont try to work me, just stand in the line and everything gon be fine Holla at ya folks, boy, its goin down Aint no help from no elves, just Tha Dogg Pound And we passin out gifts, blazin up spliffs Christmas on the Row, can you dig it' {can you dig it} Chorus Verse 4: Tray Deee Christmas Eve, by the leaves, every 6 with the year Girls and boys full off joy with the season cheer Smell the sky, hella pies and cakes gettin baked To be ate after everything gone off your plate But wait, not tonight its straight beans and rice On the table, are we able to proceed tonight' I wonder what the morns bringin so its hard to doze off Three o clock in my socks I crack the dope song Hopin when I open the door Ill see Santa Now who the hell is this in this blue bandana Messin with the boxes thats up under the three Look like Santa Claus been crossed to a woman to me Now Im comin to see, the whole picture gettin clearer How we have messed; I says best get nearer Mirror, mirror, please, its seemed Ive be deceived And thank the same trick for the gifts I receive So I creep back, and act like I aint even peeped it Thisll be me and Moms private secret Chorus till fade [ Santa Claus Goes Straight to the Ghetto Lyrics ]
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