Too funny.....YO ....YO!!!
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> >> >>"A Ghetto Christmas"
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> >> >>Twas da night befo' Christmas and all in da hood
> >> >>Not a homie was stirring cuz it was all good
> >> >>Da tube socks was hung on da window sill
> >> >>and we all had smiles up on our grill
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> >> >>Shaneequa and Mookie was snug in da crib
> >> >>in the back bedroom cuz thatz how we niggaz live
> >> >>and moms in her do-rag and me wit my nine
> >> >>had just gotten busy cuz my girlfriend is fine
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> >> >>All of a sudden a lowrider rolled by
> >> >>Bumpin phat beats cuz da system'z fly
> >> >>I bounced to da window at a quarter pas'
> >> >>Bout ready to pop a muthafu*kin cap in somebody ass
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> >> >>well anyway-yo
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> >> >>I yelled to my lady, Yo peep dis!
> >> >>She said, Stop frontin just mind yo' bidness
> >> >>I said, for real doe, come check dis out
> >> >>We weren't even buggin, no worries, no doubt
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> >> >>Cuz bumpin an thumpin' from around da way
> >> >>Was Santa, 8 reindeer and a muthafu*kin sleigh
> >> >>Da beats was kickin, da ride was phat
> >> >>I said, Yo red Dawg, you all dat!
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> >> >>He threw up a sign and yelled to his boyz,
> >> >>"Ay yo, give it up, let's make some noise!
> >> >>To the top of the projects and across the strip mall,
> >> >>We gots ta go, I got a booty call!"
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> >> >>He pulled up his ryde on the top a da roof
> >> >>and sippin on a 40, he busted a move
> >> >>I yelled up to Santa, "Yo ain't got no stack!"
> >> >>he said, "Damn homie, deese projects is wack!
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> >> >>But don't worry black, cuz I gots da skillz
> >> >>I learnt back when I hadda pay da billz."
> >> >>Out from his bag he pulled 3 small things
> >> >>a credit card, a knife, and a bobby pin.
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> >> >>He slid down the fire escape smoove as a cat
> >> >>and busted the window with a muthafu*kin b-ball bat
> >> >>I said, "Whassup, Santa? Whydya bust my place?"
> >> >>he said,"You best ease on up out my muthafu*kin face!"
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> >> >>His threads was all leatha, his chains was all gold
> >> >>His sneaks was Puma and dey was 5 years ol'
> >> >>He dropped down the duffle, Clippers logo on da side
> >> >>Santa broke out da loot and my mothaf*ckin mouth popped
> >> >>open wide.
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> >> >>A wink of his eye and a shine off his gol' toof
> >> >>He cabbage patched his way back onto da roof
> >> >>He jumped in his hooptie with rims made of chrome
> >> >>To tap Ms. Clause's, booty waitin at home
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> >> >>and all I heard as he cruised outta sight
> >> >>was a loud and hearty....
> >> >>"WEEESST SIIIIDE!!!!!!!"
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