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Boosie Badazz

This Christmas

 

This Christmas

(альбом: Savage Holidays - 2018)


This Christmas
I'ma send this out to my niggas locked up
My niggas in Hunts, my niggas in DC, out in Angola
My niggas in the fed joint
(Won't be like the others)
I know you're praying, nigga, straight up

This Christmas won't be like the others (Won't be like the others)
Bells'll still be ringing, children still be singing (Songs)
But it won't be the same at all (Why?)
'Cause I done let my people down
Prison walls, they closing in (In)
Try my best to shed no tears (None)
But they fall when holidays get here, and it's Christmas

They just gave lil' Bobby 40 'fore Christmas time (Damn, Bobby)
Brought his baby mama to tears right 'fore Christmas time
And it's niggas on the street, they barely pick up the line
His dawg who riding with him for real, he fighting a dime
This the life and times
Don't get a visit, he ready to fight, G a crash dummy (Real crash)
And he got some niggas gon' listen to him, who'll crash for him
Last year he was balling, know he the name all them hoes was calling for
Got his time, now they dogging woe, he sleep on 'signment so
We both look out the window as the Christmas carol jingle (Man)
Holiday spirits got us freaking, wanna mingle (What up, girl?), and tangle (Tangle)
It's Christmas time, so girl don't be no stranger
God like this was what you get for being a gangster (Gangster)
(That's cold, you heard me?)

This Christmas won't be like the others (Won't be like the others)
Bells'll still be ringing, children still be singing (Songs)
But it won't be the same at all (Won't be the same at all)
'Cause I done let my people down
Prison walls, they closing in (In)
Try my best to shed no tears (Man)
But they fall when holidays get here, and it's Christmas

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