watched the TV And deeply, she thought about the needing Of the heavens to deliver this way And it happened on Christmas Day Christmas Day, Christmas Day So where would Christmas
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beatin' nigga I'mma get cash Live every motherfuckin' day like it's my last Indictment money in my pocket and 'Gnac in my system Need every muhfuckin' day to feel like Christmas
Who you say was dope again? Ay ay, it ain't nobody fuckin with us, nobody fuckin with us [Crooked I] I'm the present and the future Like Christmas in
the light I provide it cannot be extinguished Or eclipsed by a 1000 moons, I stay in tune And praise the Most High past the day of their doom I squeeze
would of believed that one day I'd be trapped in, no One day it'll happen That one day I'd be rappin', no One day it could happen One day I'd be trapped
FOR CHRISTMAS AND TELL YOU...I LOVE YOU.... A BIG OLD HUG FOR CHRISTMAS LOVING HUGS FOR CHRISTMAS A HUG FOR CHRISTMAS THIS YEAR! All right kids.....
at all But if you sit down and count the cost Of all those losses, there's no profit at all And this city gets crazy at Christmas Glitter guards the
like a henchman Creep, creep, creep Catch them while they?re sleep Empty every shell from your clip Knock them off their feet Squeeze, squeeze, squeeze
ma get cash Live every motherfuckin' day like it's my last I'ma die with money in my pocket and 'Gnac in my system Need every motherfuckin' day to feel like Christmas
magazine ??? I'll squeeze your kidney and make you drink fuckin' urea in a dehydrated nigger's mouth I dismiss piss I'll be like Scrooge crucifyin' Jesus on fuckin' christmas
eight Jacksons till Clue and Duro brings those gray plaques in Yeah [Chorus] One day it'll happen That One day I'd be rappin No One day it could happen One day
's passin' me by You can breathe you can bleed but please wrap me a nine on Black Christmas, I need a Gun with bullets on black Christmas, black Christmas
in the back O DEANNA This is a car O DEANNA This is a gun O DEANNA And this a day number one O DEANNA Our little crimeworn histories Black and smoking christmas
to be That to me is a allergy Look at my neck that's salary And don't take battery to turn you into a casualty Don't take a astron out the squeeze Leave
