Перевод: Песни из фильмов (другие треки) саундтрек. Cluck Cluck [Feat продукт Гб. Wyclef Jean].
Перевод: Песни из фильмов (другие треки) саундтрек. Кровь не водица [Продукт GBF Wyclef Jean].
feat. Marie Antoinette, Pras) [Pras:] Yeah, Refugee Camp [G:] Yo [Pras:] G&B [G:] Come Here Bitch [Pras:] [Laughs] [G:] Yo [Chorus x2] [Product G&B:]
[wyclef] Ladies N gents back by popular demand Its the G&B with Carlos Santana [product g&B] Li we in up in here its not a game no more You R&B catz
a fifth reminiscing on who I miss slidin the family stone in the cd disc [Chorus: The Product G&B] It's a family affair [x4] [G&B member 1] Blood is
out niggas respect fear more than love [1] [G&B (50 Cent)] I said you don't know Like I know, oh I said you don't know Like the Product no, oh (Refugee
what?) Let her go I'm a bad bitch And honey is so-so I'm on the celly-celly Wit my homegirl Mo Ayo check I got the hot Product called G&B I can feel niggas
me I got an announcement to make Yo, if you ain't never been to Hempstead Then welcome, where chickens cluck cluck day and night G&B [G] I see these
(feat. Carlos Santana) [Intro: Wyclef] You Are Now Listening To The Sounds Of Carlos Santana And G & B (Ghetto And Blues) From The Refugee Camp [Chorus
Bubba gettin' crunk in the club With a tape full of Bud in a champagne glass Puttin' it down for the B C, in the backwoods where we be Better call a producer
porch with a cheeseburger tryin to lure you outside! 'Cause he's in it, Bizarre say G-g-g-g-g-g-unit I bet you throw some extra "g's" in it Just like
neck Throw the other black Jimmy to ya chest If you budge, you get stretched, nothing more, nothing less Pay respect, I'm a element of Homicide Housing In other
Censorship, tell me, what's your problem There's girlies on the corner, and phifey can't solve 'em How did she say it, I'm curious G DOes she say honey
like medicine Wanna be down? On the H-town Real ballas fight for the rebound B-town to motherfuckin G-town Creep around everybody G'd out Can't see how
stand for a grand I'm a a**hole sittin' with a nice set of hands G for real I put the H on the map Talk s*** b***h I'ma get a case on that F*** rap I
the Roosevelt I left New York, the city itself was stress depression High boots and urban beats, that wasn't my direction Producers filtering join in with R&B
] Got damn Kanye! I bet niggaz didn't know you could rap huh? (They didn't) That's my motherfuckin producer This the producer on the Roc, he rap better
come up, I'm strugglin' I'm strivin' Got to watch my back for them nigga's who be robbin' I went on a spree, robbed a nigga for a "g" added to my fuckin' product