Kurupt - Calling out names lyrics

[Intro] Sup Fred? Gangsta sh** West Coast... [Verse One] n***as with hepatitis Unauthorized hard-to-move arthritis Infected selected neglected ejected And next time ya hit the West You could best believe, believe the best, mothafu*k the rest What you supposed to be snatchin'? You comin' to a world of punctured hearts and jackin' Lethal illegal overseein' the [??] be like seagulls Balls in ya jaws on the hunt like bald eagles The end of the sequel I'm the milli-mac and the strong-end and n***a to blame you And I'mma start callin' ya'll b**h n***as by name: Mothaf** D Mothaf** M Only X I know is Xzibit or RBX Extraordinary, trynna snatch my b**h You can have the b**h, two b**hes gettin' rich Just to come to the West Coast and get stripped down Beat to d**h and stripped, all over a b**h Now it's 50 MC's that ain't worth sh** Get ya a** kicked 50 times, beat to 10 cent I love New York, but the n***as that represent, ya'll ain't sh** New York They actin' like a b**h New York Buckshot, Noreaga, Jigga - cool Canibus, Wu-Tang, my n***as - cool Def Squad and DefJam, but f** Ja Rule Irv Gotti I can't wait for Raekwon to break fool Trynna sign Daz, n***a Daz 'll sign you And when you hit the West, this is what we gon' do: Get ya'll n***as, slap ya'll n***as like b**hes Dippin' through the 'hood on switches I just bought me a Cadillac last week Wit' a new b**h since my old b**h tweaked Naw homeboy, the game just ain't the same If you wanna know, Kurupt said it, and I'm Callin' Out Names [Break] *scratching* "Never did like him" "You know what?" *scratching* "f**, f**, f** all ya'll" [Chorus: Kurupt, (Xzibit), ] "It's for my n***as and my b**hes My b**hes and all my n***as, my n***as and My b**hes, my b**hes and all my n***aaaa**!" Callin' Out Names! (Now if it wasn't for the West These rap n***as wouldn't need a vest around they chest) (Now if it wasn't for the West These rap n***as wouldn't need a vest around they chest) [Verse 2] I don't give a f** Catch me in da 'hood all blue Chucks, g**ned the f** out 'cause Only thing I like that Ryde Ruff is Eve And all the rest of ya'll n***as who Ryde Ruff get these I'mma tell you one mo' time and I won't say it again Kurupt said it mothaf**a from beginnin' to end You salamander-a** caterpillar-a** mothaf**a Fake-a** busta-a** fake k**a mothaf**a If it wasn't for the West These rap n***as wouldn't need a vest for they chest Quoted from a f**a homie X The Lox ya'll my mothaf**as, can't forget ya'll And that's spoken on from the mothaf**in Dogg All the rest of ya'll, tell ya like this Eat a fat dick b**h I'm Callin Out Names! [Break] f** Ruff Ryder f** The Firm f** Belly Kurupt says f** 'em [Chorus] n***a, now if I didn't say yo name, then this ain't for you But if you try to speak then I'mma peel the paint for you I cause brain tumors, thinkin' of a thought to think Lettin' off caliber's 'til the chamber need to be changed Empty out, simply don't tempt me I empty out until everything in this mothaf**a's gone I empty house off of empty rounds Now what the f** you gotta say? What the f** you wanna see? The homie's on my K I never worry 'bout none of ya'll so why now? I run it through and this is how you do it Dogg Pound (ROOF!) The Gang, we master blast and maintain Weed money c**aine got us all insane b**h n***as remember even though the times may change I want Kurupt said it n***a, and I'm Callin' Out Names [Break] *scratching* "Never did like him" "You know what?" *scratching* All ya'll! "f**, f**, f** all ya'll" [Chorus: Kurupt, (Xzibit), ] "It's for my n***as and my b**hes My b**hes and all my n***as, my n***as and My b**hes, my b**hes and all my n***aaaa**!" West Coast! Bout Time! (Now if it wasn't for the West These rap n***as wouldn't need a vest around they chest) Let's start! Coasta' n***a! (Now if it wasn't for the West These rap n***as wouldn't need a vest around they chest) Holla at'cha boy On the West Coast get at me homie! (Now if it wasn't for the West These rap n***as wouldn't need a vest around they chest)