Lor Chris - Baltimore lyrics

[Intro] Whatup Lor stackks Lor Chris whatup Lor Scoota, Scoota up next Campaign You know what im bout, what we bout [Hook] Lotta Blow gettin' sold got the police doing raids Plus the feds in town, don't talk on phones cuz it ain't safe Time to switch up the game plan watch me operate Hide the junkies in a hole the police can't see a thing [Verse One: Lor Scoota] Baltimore,Baltimore, b**h im reppin' Baltimore Young street n***a, dope boy i come from Baltimore Baltimore,Baltimore y-young n***as be shining On them dirtbike we be wiling selling scramble out the houses I've been f**ing n***as b**hes and s*uttin they baby mommas Baltimore City, this the home of the crab I'm up next, he last I smoke gas no reg Got goons on deck You gotta earn your respect This the Baltimore zoo, wild animals no pets All i hang wit is gorillas,real n***as real b**hes f** the law, free the real Gotta a couple n***as waiting for pills My mans died a couple weeks ago, thinking bout that sh** still In my city sh** real,young n***as guardin them pills b**h will s** a dick for high heels n***as fake like they real Dont know how loyalty feel Im selling dope for a living You broke as sh** and im living Ya broke a** only get paid when the mailman deliver Bout to start exposing these b**h n***as Cut the bluffing sh** im getting sick of it How the f** you gonna be a real n***a but you gossiping like b**hes Real n***as they state facts and keep b**hes outta the business And never trust too many n***as [Hook] Lotta Blow gettin' sold got the police doing raids Plus the feds in town, don't talk on phones cuz it ain't safe Time to switch up the game plan watch me operate Hide the junkies in a hole the police can't see a thing [Verse Two: Lor Stackks] Bout to hit the block you know its trappin time Gotta watch what i say cuz they may tap the lines They got guns and not bussin but im clappin mine I put ya b**h to sleep like its nappin time Trap jumping like Ludachris I ain't new to this im true to this It's stackks,chris, and scoota b**h Act up and im shootin sh** I'll give ya 12 from that ruger b**h Can't say im fake cuz im true legit When it come to hustling i do this sh** Gettin money im used to it Fresh as f** when you see me dressed Sold more pills than a cvs My dopo up on me dont need a test When you see staccks best believe he strapped I got booked but i never told I was under pressure but ill never fold Never rat stick to the code In the streets with the path i chose [Verse Three: Lor Chris] Im from Baltimore home of the Ravens My city wild we belong in cages Lor chris, Undarated I get money on the daily basis I got the juice and b**hes trynna taste it My hoes come in all kinda flavors Imma young n***a just trynna make it I live it up cuz time wasted I ain't chasing p**y cuz that come wit it If you talking money then im wit it Run all up in ya kitchen Point the semi at you let it tongue kiss ya Mouth to mouth at ya like cpr Tape you up no vcr Talk alotta sh** no bcr But I back it up like u-haul And i come from stricka but i f** wit n***as From whitelock back down to pitchin From longwood back to division And im good like sunday dinner I keep some real n***as next to me Can't change on em cuz they ain't letting me Real n***as they F with me Sand town till the d**h of me Imma street n***a like sesame And i earned my stripes so they respect me So all that talking dont impress me Cuz yall do little like eddie And i do it big like pun Shout out to my day ones I f** wit scoota i f** wit staccks They a hundred so imma hundred back [Hook] Lotta Blow gettin' sold got the police doing raids Plus the feds in town, don't talk on phones cuz it ain't safe Time to switch up the game plan watch me operate Hide the junkies in a hole the police can't see a thing(2x)