Kurupt - Never Call Me lyrics

[Verse 1] Oh boy, I’ma have to call them boys on you Awe d--n, awe d--n, I’ma have to call that man on you Something, something, something must be really wrong with you Why can you just tell the f-----g truth now? Yes your mama did, she raised a fool, wow What the f--k did you learn in that school house? To chasing thrills, taking pills in the hills, Slauson Hills, Overhills might get you k**ed And I won’t come ’round them parts no more Do not run your mouth no more I can’t protect you no more It’s out of my hands for sure [Hook/Chorus] You should’ve called me Why you never call me? Why you never call me? Ohh, you should’ve called me Why you never call me? Wh you never call me? Ohh.. [Verse 2] Okay, now you wanna say all that I done to ya You knew all along that I wasn’t the one for you So let’s stop pretending like we were in love We never shared anything but the d** We were both numb, never had anything real between us We really must Smoking that crazy s--t, in my city talking crazy s--t But you ain’t know I’m a crazy b---h And tell your lawyer that I ain’t paying s--t Maybe you should chill, really in your feels My bros really in the field Neighborhood is really real and they don’t play that here You shouldn’t say that here You should’ve made it clear, my dear You should’ve called me [Hook/Chorus] You should’ve called me Why you never call me? Why you never call me? Ohh, you should’ve called me Why you never call me? Ohh.. You, you, you, you You should’ve called me You, you, you, you Ohh, oh.. You, you, you, you You should’ve called me You, you, you, you [Outro – Kurupt] Now hey sis, I’ma let you know like this Hit me right back, this Kurupt, okay? All these n----s with this b------t, man, f--k these n----s mayne The 60’s, we ain’t worried bout none of these m----------g bustas Ya understand me? From the Overhill to the fronts to the back mayne We pushing this line to d’nine So don’t worry ’bout none of this s--t from this funny a-s n---a Don’t worry ’bout him calling you and all the rest of that s--t You know what? It’s his lost, ya know what I’m saying? I’m pretty p’d I heard the homie, the homie called me and was like “Man Jhene trippin, man this buster a-s n---a got her mind f----d up” I’m like “No not Jhené” Man f--k that n---a mayne Né-né, you hit me I got you, you understand me? These n----s is busters, f--k that n---a and f--k his friends, and his b---h He’s nothin my n---a, you are the one, everyone else is 2’s and 3’s You’re the one, I love you, make sure you hit me back This is your big brother, you hear me? This is Kurupt, Gotti Aye, call me as soon as you get this, you hear me? Don’t make me call your mama now, I’ll track you down