"Christmas In The Hood" lyrics
(feat. Wolfpac, The R.O.C., Lavel & Blaze Ya Dead Homie)
Uh, one, one, one, one, yeah! (bloody axes)
Now we're slashing through the snow on a bloodstained broken sleigh
Mr. Blaze, R.O.C., Lavel and Wolfpac we're killing all the way
Now you're home alone don't play Macaulay Culkin
Fuck the puffin' on the chronic straight mistletoe we smokin'
I ain't jokin' can I get an amen
The usher reason for the season is for murder and mayhem
Silent night, that's when I creep like Santa Claus sneaking down the chimney
Get your cookies and milk and your money, pack it up and I'm gone
Jingle bells, no bitch, that's my cell phone
I'm a Grinch in a pinch, give a mile take an inch
I'ma leave a little bit for the kids, that's it, no mo', ho-ho, let's go
Watch the do' with some gifts in my coat (oh!)
Drinkin', smokin', let's get high, because it's Christmas
And I'm fuckin' bitches that ain't fly because it's Christmas in the
Double-headed axes and knives, because it's Christmas in the
Stabbin', killin', time to die because it's Christmas in the Hood
They took the [?] and snuck in the bed
But it was visions of nigga bitches that's up in my head
Don't give a fuck about sugarplums or none of that dumb shit
All I really care about is violence, bitches and bong hits
And that's about all my wish list consist of
Cut all the crap, just get to the good stuff
The Eastside does it yuletide right
Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night
We wish you a scary Christmas
We wish you a scary Christmas
Ask why Santa had to miss ya
Cause we got them bodies (boom!) (boom!)
And that ringin' that you hear ain't them bells clingin'
It's the fire from the sinful that we all bringin'
It's the Wolfpac, Blaze, Lavel, Twiztid and R.O.C. yellin' at the world
Fill it with bodies, more bodies for real
Drinkin', smokin', let's get high, because it's Christmas
And I'm fuckin' bitches that ain't fly because it's Christmas in the
Double-headed axes and knives, because it's Christmas in the
Stabbin', killin', time to die because it's Christmas in the Hood
Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock
You can swallow my cum after suckin' my cock
So I shimmy down the chimney all covered in snow
Merry clits is what I leave when it's time to go
Take a walk through my winter wonder-pants as we dance
We retire by the fire, get high first chance
Sweet, don't get smited by your classy rich bitch
Just hook up the gifts and have a mad fat Christmas
Ho, Ho the mistletoe
Who wanna chug, it's a killer who like cereal
Marshmallows in my teeth, I'm huddled up by the fireplace wrapped in a Pokémon bedsheet
Wait for fatty to bring my gifts
I only want a Gwen Stefani and some panties made of licorice
[?] is brand new in a box and a track for Monoxide featuring Tupac
Drinkin', smokin', let's get high, because it's Christmas
And I'm fuckin' bitches that ain't fly because it's Christmas in the
Double-headed axes and knives, because it's Christmas in the
Stabbin', killin', time to die because it's Christmas in the Hood
Building a snowman a-k-a a body of kids
Slangin' boulders at y'all along with candy cane sticks
You need a fix so I got that shit rollin' out my pocket
So feeling the gunk on the monkey, no one can top it, can't stop it
I'm the killer on the corner that's a gang
Fiends taxin', leave a box for a kilo of that thang
Even Mrs. Claus is one of my best thugs, those ear rings box of candles up on the bow (bow)
You better watch out, you better not cry
This Christmas Eve, everybody's gonna die
Eggnog ladles full of blood and guts
I'm at the North Pole with Santa Claus fuckin' little elf sluts
Smokin' weed with the misfit toys on some island, stealin' shit, straight wildin'
Quit cryin' bitch, it's Christmas
Now step aside while I tuck in your missus
Drinkin', smokin', let's get high, because it's Christmas
And I'm fuckin' bitches that ain't fly because it's Christmas in the
Double-headed axes and knives, because it's Christmas in the
Stabbin', killin', time to die because it's Christmas in the Hood
Bah humbug!
Christmas is for homos
I celebrate with no one but this bottle of [?]
For one week, everyone's kissin' and lovin' me
But the rest of the year, everyone's pushin' and shovin' me
I got a dog tag, the kids don't know that it's fun to sit on the fat guy's lap
You want dolls and Legos, little girl let's go
Got a joystick for you and it's not Nintendo
Drinkin', smokin', let's get high, because it's Christmas
And I'm fuckin' bitches that ain't fly because it's Christmas in the
Double-headed axes and knives, because it's Christmas in the
Stabbin', killin', time to die because it's Christmas in the Hood
Drinkin', smokin', let's get high, because it's Christmas
And I'm fuckin' bitches that ain't fly because it's Christmas in the
Double-headed axes and knives, because it's Christmas in the
Stabbin', killin', time to die because it's Christmas in the Hood
Don't, don't, don't, don't say no
Don't, don't, don't, don't say no
Now we're slashing through the snow on a bloodstained broken sleigh
Mr. Blaze, R.O.C., Lavel and Wolfpac we're killing all the way
Now you're home alone don't play Macaulay Culkin
Fuck the puffin' on the chronic straight mistletoe we smokin'
I ain't jokin' can I get an amen
The usher reason for the season is for murder and mayhem
Silent night, that's when I creep like Santa Claus sneaking down the chimney
Get your cookies and milk and your money, pack it up and I'm gone
Jingle bells, no bitch, that's my cell phone
I'm a Grinch in a pinch, give a mile take an inch
I'ma leave a little bit for the kids, that's it, no mo', ho-ho, let's go
Watch the do' with some gifts in my coat (oh!)
Drinkin', smokin', let's get high, because it's Christmas
And I'm fuckin' bitches that ain't fly because it's Christmas in the
Double-headed axes and knives, because it's Christmas in the
Stabbin', killin', time to die because it's Christmas in the Hood
They took the [?] and snuck in the bed
But it was visions of nigga bitches that's up in my head
Don't give a fuck about sugarplums or none of that dumb shit
All I really care about is violence, bitches and bong hits
And that's about all my wish list consist of
Cut all the crap, just get to the good stuff
The Eastside does it yuletide right
Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night
We wish you a scary Christmas
We wish you a scary Christmas
Ask why Santa had to miss ya
Cause we got them bodies (boom!) (boom!)
And that ringin' that you hear ain't them bells clingin'
It's the fire from the sinful that we all bringin'
It's the Wolfpac, Blaze, Lavel, Twiztid and R.O.C. yellin' at the world
Fill it with bodies, more bodies for real
Drinkin', smokin', let's get high, because it's Christmas
And I'm fuckin' bitches that ain't fly because it's Christmas in the
Double-headed axes and knives, because it's Christmas in the
Stabbin', killin', time to die because it's Christmas in the Hood
Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock
You can swallow my cum after suckin' my cock
So I shimmy down the chimney all covered in snow
Merry clits is what I leave when it's time to go
Take a walk through my winter wonder-pants as we dance
We retire by the fire, get high first chance
Sweet, don't get smited by your classy rich bitch
Just hook up the gifts and have a mad fat Christmas
Ho, Ho the mistletoe
Who wanna chug, it's a killer who like cereal
Marshmallows in my teeth, I'm huddled up by the fireplace wrapped in a Pokémon bedsheet
Wait for fatty to bring my gifts
I only want a Gwen Stefani and some panties made of licorice
[?] is brand new in a box and a track for Monoxide featuring Tupac
Drinkin', smokin', let's get high, because it's Christmas
And I'm fuckin' bitches that ain't fly because it's Christmas in the
Double-headed axes and knives, because it's Christmas in the
Stabbin', killin', time to die because it's Christmas in the Hood
Building a snowman a-k-a a body of kids
Slangin' boulders at y'all along with candy cane sticks
You need a fix so I got that shit rollin' out my pocket
So feeling the gunk on the monkey, no one can top it, can't stop it
I'm the killer on the corner that's a gang
Fiends taxin', leave a box for a kilo of that thang
Even Mrs. Claus is one of my best thugs, those ear rings box of candles up on the bow (bow)
You better watch out, you better not cry
This Christmas Eve, everybody's gonna die
Eggnog ladles full of blood and guts
I'm at the North Pole with Santa Claus fuckin' little elf sluts
Smokin' weed with the misfit toys on some island, stealin' shit, straight wildin'
Quit cryin' bitch, it's Christmas
Now step aside while I tuck in your missus
Drinkin', smokin', let's get high, because it's Christmas
And I'm fuckin' bitches that ain't fly because it's Christmas in the
Double-headed axes and knives, because it's Christmas in the
Stabbin', killin', time to die because it's Christmas in the Hood
Bah humbug!
Christmas is for homos
I celebrate with no one but this bottle of [?]
For one week, everyone's kissin' and lovin' me
But the rest of the year, everyone's pushin' and shovin' me
I got a dog tag, the kids don't know that it's fun to sit on the fat guy's lap
You want dolls and Legos, little girl let's go
Got a joystick for you and it's not Nintendo
Drinkin', smokin', let's get high, because it's Christmas
And I'm fuckin' bitches that ain't fly because it's Christmas in the
Double-headed axes and knives, because it's Christmas in the
Stabbin', killin', time to die because it's Christmas in the Hood
Drinkin', smokin', let's get high, because it's Christmas
And I'm fuckin' bitches that ain't fly because it's Christmas in the
Double-headed axes and knives, because it's Christmas in the
Stabbin', killin', time to die because it's Christmas in the Hood
Don't, don't, don't, don't say no
Don't, don't, don't, don't say no
