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Fabulous
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Jaheim
Jaheim
Ведущий вокал
Balewa Muhammad
Balewa Muhammad
Бэк-вокал
Clifton Lighty
Clifton Lighty
Бэк-вокал
Tha' Rayne
Tha' Rayne
Бэк-вокал
The Gist Kids
The Gist Kids
Бэк-вокал
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Balewa Muhammad
Balewa Muhammad
Автор песен
Edward Berkeley
Edward Berkeley
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Gene McFadden
Gene McFadden
Автор песен
John Whitehead
John Whitehead
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Mary Brown
Mary Brown
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Victor Carstarphen
Victor Carstarphen
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Jaheim Hoagland
Jaheim Hoagland
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Kier Gist
Kier Gist
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ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Eddie Berkeley
Eddie Berkeley
Продюсер
Kay-Gee
Kay-Gee
Миксинг-инженер
Dave Kutch
Dave Kutch
Мастеринг-инженер
Adam Kudzin
Adam Kudzin
Миксинг-инженер
Edward Berkeley
Edward Berkeley
Продюсер

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Young cat, got back, did a little bid Now he hard, he buff, he tough, doo rag and timbs Kinda hard to get a job back out on the block Charge that to the game Young girl, she grew up in a rush Had it bad, no dad, she don't know who to trust Every man she ever loved only wanna crush Charge that to the game But it's all gravy, hey baby Shots get popped, the cops shut down the party Jeans sag low, blow smoke out of Dutches We got love for ya'll, but y'all don't love us So we swervin' in the suburban, switchin' lanes Spend up all our dough on them chromey thangs Name our kids some funny names Don't hate on us, we're fabulous Prepaid cellies for local calls Little dons and divas up at the mall Rockin' cornrow twists, that's how we ball Don't hate on us, were fabulous They met, he said how she was a dime So naive that she believed every single line 17, first time slipped up, 'bout to have a child Charge that to the game Was just us and mom, single family home She did the best she could, did it all alone Met a man but he won't raise a child that's not his own Oh, no, oh, no, no But it's all gravy, hey baby Shots get popped, the cops shut down the party Jeans sag low, blow smoke out of dutches We got love for ya'll, but y'all don't love us So we swervin' in the suburban, switchin' lanes Spend up all our dough on them chromey thangs Name our kids some funny names Don't hate on us, we're fabulous Prepaid cellies for local calls Little dons and divas up at the mall Rockin' cornrow twists, thats how we ball But don't hate on us, were fabulous We're all that we've got And no matter whatever together we'll weather the storm It ain't a lot, we all we got, it might get rough But it's alright 'Cause U N I T Y is all we need To get our R E S P E C T And never G I V E U P And keep your H E A D U P And never G I V E U P And keep your H E A D U P And never G I V E U P And keep your H E A D U P And never G I V E U P And keep your H E A D U P And never G I V E U P And keep your H E A D U P And never G I V E U P And keep your H E A D U P
Writer(s): John Whitehead, Victor Carstarphen, Jaheim Hoagland, Edward Berkeley, Gene Mc Fadden, Balewa M Muhammad, Keir Lamont Gist, M. Brown Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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