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 Shit



Tell Santa Claus He Can Suck My Dick



I Guess I Get The Same F**king 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**king 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**ker A Big 50 Dollar Bag



The Man Said Freeze And My Mouth Just Dropped



The Stupid Ass Nigga 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 Hell 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**king Joke



When People All Around You Is Starving And Broke



Cause If You Black And Poor, It's Hell



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