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 fucking 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 motherfucking 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 motherfucker 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 motherfucking 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