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Текст песни Kam - Giddie Up

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Uhh.. uhh, uhhKam.. with the wild horsesHey y`all let`s jump on thisOpen the gate; let me show you how to ride, c`mon[Chorus: Kam]Giddie up, horsey giddie upGiddie up, horsey giddie up (HYAH!)Giddie up, horsey giddie upGiddie up, horsey giddie up (HYAH!)Giddie up, horsey giddie upGiddie up, horsey giddie up (HYAH!)Giddie up, horsey giddie upGiddie up, horsey giddie up (HYAH!)[Kam]Gold, platinum, diamonds, pearlsWealth, children, power, girlsNiggaz be in love with the life of this worldSo against falsehood, truth is hurledto knock out your brainsYour material game don`t mean a damn thang it`s all vain(Got money and fame) but we ordainedStruggle and pain, closer to you than your jugular vein(But I`m bubblin mayn)Yeah but that`s how most niggaz shorten they stay (how?)They sportin they playinTurn away from the message like they don`t give a shitBut my job is just to deliver itA nigga with a mission, so peep me listenFor lost found sheep cheap deep sea fishinFrom the West to the East, North to the South (what?)I reel `em in with my hook in they mouth, singin[Chorus] - 2X[Kam]No matter how deep in debt or how high you paidYou enter my net you get Y2K`dOh you quite a celeb` right?Well stick your neck out, and come check out my spider websiteAnd we can get onlineIf you want it we got it if not it ain`t shit on mineI just surf on a Earthlink - sail on my e-mailPull down a satellite - clown me a atomiteI get at `em like - give me a hugAnd then infect they ass with this millenium bugSo they computers crash - looters mashShooters blast - so we can move this cashSo do the math in the riddle, and keep in touchOr you`ll be laughin a little, and weepin muchSo on three say cheeeeeseIf you rich nigga take a picturecause you ain`t takin none of that witcha when you[Chorus] - 2X[Kam]You can lead a horse to water, but can`t make `em drinkBut of course you oughta - but y`all don`t think shit stinkSo you get spanked, the rider gotta yank your bridleand take your bank, rank and titleA severe requital for a crooked systemClear recital from the book of wisdomthat I stop to read, droppin seedsChoppin weeds as I pop my steezAnd if they don`t wanna budge we force foolsBut don`t judge me `til you walked in my horseshoesIt`s good news and a warninSo nigga take two of these, and call me in the morninHere`s some for your poison and rusty locksAnd y`all decoys in there amongst the flocksTryin to plot on a clear shotSo I look in my poison book, work cheerfully and fear not[Chorus] - 5X {*fades out on last repeat*}

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