Callin Out Names Lyrics by Kurupt

Callin Out Names Lyrics

    [intro]

    Sup fred?
    Gangsta shit
    West coast...

    [verse one]

    Niggas 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, mothafuck 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 nigga to blame you
    And i'mma start callin' ya'll bitch niggas by name:

    Mothafuck d
    Mothafuck m
    Only x i know is xzibit or rbx
    Extraordinary, trynna snatch my bitch
    You can have the bitch, two bitches gettin' rich
    Just to come to the west coast and get stripped down
    Beat to death and stripped, all over a bitch
    Now it's 50 mc's that ain't worth shit
    Get ya ass kicked 50 times, beat to 10 cent
    I love new york, but the niggas that represent, ya'll ain't shit new york
    They actin' like a bitch new york
    Buckshot, noreaga, jigga - cool
    Canibus, wu-tang, my niggas - cool
    Def squad and defjam, but fuck ja rule
    Irv gotti i can't wait for raekwon to break fool
    Trynna sign daz, nigga daz ‘ll sign you
    And when you hit the west, this is what we gon' do:

    Get ya'll niggas, slap ya'll niggas like bitches
    Dippin' through the ‘hood on switches
    I just bought me a cadillac last week
    Wit' a new bitch since my old bitch 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* "fuck, fuck, fuck all ya'll"

    [chorus: kurupt, (xzibit), <dr. dre>]

    "it's for my niggas and my bitches,
    My bitches and all my niggas, my niggas and
    My bitches, my bitches and all my niggaaaass!"

    Callin' out names!

    (now if it wasn't for the west,
    These rap niggas 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 niggas wouldn't need a vest around they chest)

    <it's like this and like that!>

    [verse 2]

    I don't give a fuck
    Catch me in da ‘hood all blue chucks, gangbanged the fuck out cuz
    Only thing i like that ryde ruff is eve
    And all the rest of ya'll niggas who ryde ruff get these
    I'mma tell you one mo' time and i won't say it again
    Kurupt said it mothafucka from beginnin' to end
    You salamander-ass caterpillar-ass mothafucka
    Fake-ass busta-ass fake killa mothafucka
    If it wasn't for the west,
    These rap niggas wouldn't need a vest for they chest
    Quoted from a fucka homie x
    The lox ya'll my mothafuckas, can't forget ya'll
    And that's spoken on from the mothafuckin dogg
    All the rest of ya'll, tell ya like this
    Eat a fat dick bitch
    I'm callin out names!

    [break]

    Fuck ruff ryder
    Fuck the firm
    Fuck belly

    Kurupt says fuck ‘em

    [chorus]

    Nigga, 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 mothafucka's gone
    I empty house off of empty rounds
    Now what the fuck you gotta say?
    What the fuck 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 cocaine got us all insane
    Bitch niggas remember even though the times may change
    I want kurupt said it nigga, and i'm callin' out names

    [break]
    *scratching* "never did like him"
    "you know what?" *scratching* all ya'll! "fuck, fuck, fuck all ya'll"

    [chorus: kurupt, (xzibit), <dr. dre>]

    "it's for my niggas and my bitches,
    My bitches and all my niggas, my niggas and
    My bitches, my bitches and all my niggaaaass!"

    West coast! bout time!

    (now if it wasn't for the west,
    These rap niggas wouldn't need a vest around they chest)

    Let's start!

    <it's like this and like that!>

    Coasta' nigga!

    (now if it wasn't for the west,
    These rap niggas 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 niggas wouldn't need a vest around they chest)

    <it's like this and like that!>

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