Kurupt - Callin' Out Names lyrics

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Kurupt - Callin' 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, mothaf** 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), {dr. dre}] "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) {it's like this and like that!} (now if it wasn't for the west, These rap n***as wouldn't need a vest around they chest) {it's like this and like that!} [verse 2] I don't give a f** Catch me in da 'hood all blue chucks, g**ned the f** out cuz 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), {dr. dre}] "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! {it's like this and like that!} 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! {it's like this and like that!} (now if it wasn't for the west, These rap n***as wouldn't need a vest around they chest) {it's like this and like that!}