Текст (слова) песни: Turk - Amped Up

 
[Verse 1] 
Step in the club with my air force ones 
In the back of my bub, I got air force dones 
Full of that red, white, and blue I`m amped up 
Fake buckin if you want, you gone get stamped up 
You gone get these ten in a halves all in yo face 
We gone take it outside and you gone be a case 
You gettin ya grace won`t live another day 
I take this time to fault, time to shoot off your way 
Aint worried bout the charge cause I got the dream team 
Money, power, respect lil nigga feel me 
I`m a soldier 5`11 from magnolia 
Look, don`t talk I`ll show ya 
You with yo boys look I`m by myself 
You talkin noise look that`s bad for your health 
Look, that`s no good, can`t do from the hood 
We don`t roll like that 
Homie out of order, homie get it crackin 
 
[Chorus] 
You full of that red, white, and blue and you amped up 
Homie buckin if he want, Homie get stamped up 
You full of that absolut you amped up 
Homie buckin if he want, Homie get stamped up 
If you full of that henny and you amped up 
Homie buckin if he want, Homie get stamped up 
You done had one too many and you amped up 
Homie buckin if he want, Homie get stamped up 
 
[Verse 2] 
I tote gats, got stacks, stay in all black 
Hope that you that I`m quick to bust back 
Sell crack, flip that, sometimes I jack 
Real niggaz I run with dog bitches I smack 
Dog hoes, wear bauds, tee`s and ree`s 
Do shows, blow joe`s, weed indeed 
Hit dro`s, spit flow, represent that three 
Break bread, bitch no, gets nothin from me 
Fucc with Annie, off Second indeed 
Bout my fatty, nicca cheese and cream 
Fuck my daddy, he did nothing for me 
Just bought a caddy, put it on 23`s 
I`m a stunna, a repper, look I`m ballin bitch 
Secondline hot stepper, shot calling bitch 
On fire like pepper just lovin the shit 
Out of line, I`ma check ya, straight punish ya bitch 
I ain`t stuntin out for real, I`m quick to kill 
I ain`t fuccin on the real, I`m slanging that steal 
Nicca trip get flipped, when they fuccin with turk 
Spend a ben in the whip, leave ya dick in the dirt 
 
[Repeat Chorus] 
 
[Verse 3] 
Look shit don`t stop at all, I`m still stuntin 
I know you gone let me ball and get money 
Long as I got it, I`ma floss, nigga respect 
You wanna know how much my diamonds cost, then forget it 
Kenoe, that`s my nigga that`s my nagga 
Drop the load on me, and I`m back shining 
Doing it, I`m doing it real big 
You thought I was gone let it all go nigga shit 
I`m ready for How I`m Living, come pay me a visit 
My house half a mill, all my cars kitted 
Black bent, black jag, black H2 
Black coat, with a 750 suzuke 
My life lovely, beautiful, marvelous 
Niggaz wishin they was in these 10 and halves but 
Nigga get you like I got me 
Homie fuck a handout, Homie hustle if you want eat 
 
[Repeat Chorus]
 

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