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young turk - amped up كلمات الأغنية

verse 1-
step in the club with my air force one’s
in the back of the club i got air force guns
full of that red, white, and blue – i’m +amped up+
fake buckin’ if you want, you gon’ get stampped up
you gon’ get these 10 1/2’s all in yo face
you could take it outside look it’s gon be a case
you get erased, won’t live another day
i take this kind of far, come to shoot up ya wake
ain’t worried bout the charge cause i got the dream team
money, power, respect lil n-gg- feel me
i’m a soldier, 5’11” from the ‘nolia (magnolia)
look don’t talk, i show ya
you with yo boys look i’m by myself
you talkin’ noise then that’s bad for ya health – that’s no good
can’t be from the hood, we don’t roll like that
homie wanted war, homie get it cracked…

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get full of that red, white and blue ya amped up
homie buckin if he want, homie get stampped up
get full of that absolute and ya amped up
homie buckin if he want, homie get stampped up
if ya, full of that wenny then ya amped up
homie buckin if he want, homie get stampped up
you done had, one too many and you amped up
homie buckin if he want, homie get stampped up

verse 2-
i tote gats, got stacks – stay in all black
hope that you know that i’m quick to bust back
sell crack, flip that – sometimes i jack
real n-gg-s i run with, dog b-tches i smack
dog hoes, wear ‘bauds, tee’s and ree’s
do shows, blow joes – weed indeed
get dro, spit flows – represent that 3
break bread b-tch no – gets nothin’ from me
f-ck with andy – off 2nd and d
bout my feddy – n-gg- cheese and cream
f-ck my daddy – he did nothin for me
just bought a caddy – put it on 23’s
i’m a stunner a repper, yes i’m ballin’ b-tch
2nd line hot stepper, shot callin b-tch
on fire like pepper, just lovin’ the sh-t
out of line, i’ma check ya, straight punish ya b-tch
i ain’t stuntin’ on the real, i’m quick to kill
i ain’t frontin’ on the real, i’m slangin’ that steal
n-gg- trip, get flipped when they f-ckin wit turk
spin the bin in the whip, leave ya d-ck in the dirt

verse 3-
look, sh-t don’t stop at all – i’m still stuntin’
i know you gon’ let me ball – and get money
long as i got it i’ma gloss – n-gg- respect it
you wannna know how much my diamonds cost, forget it
ke’noe – that’s my n-gg-, that’s my nogga
dropped a load on me and i’m back shinnin’
doin’ it, i’m doin’ it real big
you thought i was gon’ let it all go n-gg- sh-t
i’m ready for how i’m livin’, come pay me a visit
my house half a mil, all of my cars kitted
black mint, black jag’, black h2
black 4 wheeler, 750 suzu
my life lovely, beautiful – marvelous
n-gg-s wishin they was in these 10 1/2 – but
n-gg- get you like i got me
homie f-ck a hand out, homie hustle if you wan’ eat

- young turk

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