Chorus) Deck the halls with Glock shots, hear the bullets pop,Santa's got a gang, his sleigh's a drop top, Robbing gifts from the rich, giving good to the hood, It's Christmas Chronicles, we just misunderstood (Verse 2) Three wise gangstas, rollin' through the night, Packed with gifts, flashing colors, shining bright, See the cops tryna catch us, but they always fail,We the kings, call me Mr fuckin mayor ,the one who prevails (Chorus) Deck the halls with Glock shots, hear the bullets pop, Santa's got a gang, and we all gone pop, ima drop me a opp , Robbing gifts from the rich, giving to the hood It's Christmas Chronicles, misunderstood (Verse 3) We slide down chimneys, like we're breaking into cribs, But we ain't here to rob, just delivering gifts to the kids, Feed the hungry, spread the love, that's our mission Gangsta Santa, with a heart full of ambition (Bridge) As we celebrate, reflecting on the past pain Gathering 'round the tree, fam and friends, the main, No op could bring us down, the warmth is in our veins, Together we'll rise, no matter the weather or the chain (Outro) So as we close this chapter, let the love fill the air,Rap on Christmas, bringing peace everywhere, The spirit of the season, words we hold so dearStay blessed, stay strong, and Merry Christmas, too all y'all, this year