Amped Up Lyrics
| Song | Amped Up |
| Artist | Turk |
| Album | Raw and Uncut |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Turk | |
| 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 [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 [Chorus] |
| zuo qu : Turk | |
| 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 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 Chorus |
| zuò qǔ : Turk | |
| 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 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 Chorus |
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