Take me a trip the the 2200(youngwalkblockboy$) (feat. Dmoney jones & Baby jack)

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Ayy Alex, let's go, let's go, let's go in jaunt with Jax with me, A-Breezy, A-Jax
Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go
I'ma take me to the trip to the 22, hundred I got youngins that starving, them niggas be hungry
When I put up on shit, that nigga ain't want If they spin , they get me, I swear I'ma hauntem

That Drake ain't thump, that nigga ain't die, I'ma pull out the lama
Got that G-22 for a nigga want drama Got a Glock 44 that like Breezy Obama
They like Breezy osama, gotta Tech with a switch They like Breezy hold armor
Got me fuckin' that bitch from the back with a condom

I be rollin' my weed, smoke good marijuana
I be walkin' on rips, I be talkin' my shit And the cris  veck came with the clip
Keep a blade, I let that shit rip And I had to upgrade to a big-ass Glock with a big-ass clip
When Dmoney come out of that car, they knowin' what time it is

The Glockin' my AP, be draggin' on shit, yeah, I know why they hate me
They Glockin' the dip, they don't come with the safety
How they dissin' on money, these niggas don't know me
Said you workin' on shit, then buddy come show me

He sayin' my name, man, they really be throwing
I'm lockin' with Alex , that's really my homie
Every since I got back in the studio, these bitches be all on my dick
Try to give them a chance, they pass me the liquor

I give them a dance, I really be jammin
I'm kissin' her hand , know im known for the drillin' and spinnin
But this one song, I'ma talk about bendin
If I come from the walkin', I really be winnin

And these niggas be broke as shit, they ain't gettin' no chicken
Off the early, I'm poppin' a rp , wink better , slow down
When you run into me, niggas shutting' shit down, better learn that from me
And my youngin' 15, and he keepin' me ARP

F*ck drive, we walkin' through gates
Man I bagged me a birdie ass nigga tryan run up  my rank and im walking shit down like im hank
And we boxinem in , f*ck runnin' the a fade
Start runnin', get hit with the kay

Freecar fishin', that's really the gang
I throw up the walk, but I thug up the gates
And this face shot gang, you get hit in your face dmoney and jax like stephen and klay
I'm takin' a three, and he body the paint

Try go right through, we ain't callin' no bank
I'm on the hit with the right, now I come with the left like Tank
Uh, I'ma take me a trip to the 2200
I got youngins that starvin', them niggas be hungry

When i pull up on shhh, that niggaa ain't want it
If they spin and they get me, I swear I'm a hauntem
If that nigga ain't die, I'ma pull out the lama
Got a G-22 for a nigga want drama

Got a Glock 44 they like breezy obama
Can't wait till I'm up off this rap shit
I'ma find me a lil' freak, lil' bitch
Tryin' to suck on this rap dick

And these niggas, they stay on that rap shit
And big brodie just did him a bid I threw him a quap quick
No cap, I'm the heart of  this shit
Don't post on the front line, nigga, I'm takin' that stick

No cap, I'm the heart of this shit
And these niggas be hoes, I ain't never gon' beef bout a bitch
I'm switchin' cars every week, gotta get me a new one
A.P. on my wrist, been fuckin' my aim up
Been working this blatt its time for a new one
Tryin' get up with a nigga, thats keeping his gun aye nah lil bruh you a dummy
They thinkin' they sweet, man, them n****s is funny
Bustin' them plays, I'm makin' my money
Aye DMoney

What's up, Buddy
How the f*ck you thinkin' you draggin' a rap
Lil' nigga, you ain't lock-in' Alex
When I'm swingin' up in doors, I'm makin them panic

I can shoot real good like I play for the Mavericks
Aye DMoney, baby, you can go and look me up, they know my name
When I'm bendin' you a rip, I ain't playin' no games
Face shots, Steve got hit in his brain

Its dmonyun yeah , I ain't doin' no bluffin
If I can't get my vick, then I'm crushin' his cousin
I be playin' with the breadh like I'm playin' with muffins
These niggas be writing  statements with me, stay hot as a oven

Let's go out, hop out the Honda
Shoot out the 9, got me feelin' like Rondo
Got a dread head shooter, I'm callin' them rosta
Put the belt to his ass like it's motherfuckin' Fava

Man, no cap, I would really be bendin
If he said smoke, lil' niggaa, let's get it
And this five, five  six, gon' take off his biscuit
I'm workin' the short, Drake, yeah, it's a midget

I'm coolin' with niggas, that's tottin' them chops
Imma line is ass up, cut him down like a barber
40 hit a nigga, knock off his noggin
Me and Jax, spin yo rip, all u  gon' hear is blah blah blah

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