G-Dawg Radio

Slum Lord by DJI3o

Written by Ron Allen~
Produced by G-Dawg Trading~ 

Jamaican Dance Off by Kingston's Three Sons

Written by Ron Allen, mon. 
Produced by G-Dawg Trading~ 
 
Lyrics:
one mon stonds ageenst seven
seven stond to donce
two mon do da robot
five mon zombie tronce
the one mon he be stond alone
drops shaka Kahn on dem
six mon dead in a eenstent
one mons hope be gone
 
for da Shaka Kahn no mon con widstond
Tis most wicked one mon

Lovers Do by Brittany Folds~

Written by Ron Allen~
Produced by G-Dawg Trading~ 

Sexy Shoes by DJI3o

Written by Ronald Allen Bell~
Produced by G-Dawg Trading~ 

King of the Court by Freelunk Meddly

Written by Ron Allen~
Produced by G-Dawg Trading~ 
Mixed by Ron Allen~ 

Broken Hearts by Debut: Ben Reddish

Written by Alana Kim and Ron Allen~
Produced by G-Dawg Trading~ 

Wow, What a Great Show!

Rolling Stoner magazine says this is the best podcast entry of 9 minutes or less by a G-Dawg Trading in history~
"Host Ronald Allen Bell delivers with hard hitting facts and fantastic analysis of all of today's biggest events"
-Rory McIlroy

Secrets by Plastic Privates

Written by Ron Allen~
Mixed by Ron Allen~
Produced by G-Dawg Trading~

Weeping Willow by Amy Brash

Written by Ronald Allen Bell~
From the book, Poems for the Ponder~
Produced by G-Dawg Trading~ 
A story of the origin of the Weeping Willow~ 
 
Full lyrics: 
Sarah kneels before his grave and tears fall from her eyesHer lover sleeps six feet below, they wed before he died No one came with offerings, nor did they tongue farewell just ranch hands in a rich man's land, alone she's left to dwell Sarah tires from grief as she lays upon his plot She falls asleep and dreams as the rain begins to drop through the fresh laid soil, the rain with ease begins to seeppoor little Sarah, to her husband she will sink 
the sun it wakes her paralyzed she's buried all but nose and eyes the burning heat now dries the mudno lips to plead, no one will come two days pass and still she lives upon the grounds it pours again the rain is strong and runs throughout And carries seeds from soils to mouth amidst the flooding she is drowned soon seeds take root, from mouth they sprout the passing days see sprout to treeAt five years passed yields blues and greens 
the branches hold long drooping leaves of blue as were her eyes in summer lush from pain they rush and spill as sun reminds in winter rain when tired from pain she rests, her blues she hides with lover beneath for twenty-four weeks in peace they shall reside in Spring still half asleep her memory slowly comes to life in summer sun she's overcome and the Weeping Willow cries 

End Credits (Thriller) by Amanda Smart and Ron Allen~

Produced by G-Dawg Trading~