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kurupt - calling out names lyrics

[intro]
sup fred?
gangsta sh-t
west coast…

[verse one]
n-ggas with hepat-tis
unauthorized hard-to-move arthritis
infected selected neglected ejected
and next time ya hit the west
you could best believe, believe the best, mothaf-ck the rest
what you supposed to be sn-tchin’?
you comin’ to a world of punctured hearts and jackin’
lethal illegal overseein’ the [??] be like seagulls
b-lls 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-gga to blame you
and i’mma start callin’ ya’ll b-tch n-ggas by name:
mothaf-ck d
mothaf-ck m
only x i know is xzibit or rbx
extraordinary, trynna sn-tch my b-tch
you can have the b-tch, two b-tches gettin’ rich
just to come to the west coast and get stripped down
beat to death and stripped, all over a b-tch
now it’s 50 mc’s that ain’t worth sh-t
get ya -ss kicked 50 times, beat to 10 cent
i love new york, but the n-ggas that represent, ya’ll ain’t sh-t new york
they actin’ like a b-tch new york
buckshot, noreaga, jigga – cool
canibus, wu-tang, my n-ggas – cool
def squad and defjam, but f-ck ja rule
irv gotti i can’t wait for raekwon to break fool
trynna sign daz, n-gga daz ‘ll sign you
and when you hit the west, this is what we gon’ do:
get ya’ll n-ggas, slap ya’ll n-ggas like b-tches
dippin’ through the ‘hood on switches
i just bought me a cadillac last week
wit’ a new b-tch since my old b-tch 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-ck, f-ck, f-ck all ya’ll”

[chorus: kurupt, (xzibit), ]
“it’s for my n-ggas and my b-tches
my b-tches and all my n-ggas, my n-ggas and
my b-tches, my b-tches and all my n-ggaaa-ss!”
callin’ out names!
(now if it wasn’t for the west
these rap n-ggas wouldn’t need a vest around they chest)
(now if it wasn’t for the west
these rap n-ggas wouldn’t need a vest around they chest)

[verse 2]
i don’t give a f-ck
catch me in da ‘hood all blue chucks, g-ngb-nged the f-ck out ’cause
only thing i like that ryde ruff is eve
and all the rest of ya’ll n-ggas who ryde ruff get these
i’mma tell you one mo’ time and i won’t say it again
kurupt said it mothaf-cka from beginnin’ to end
you salamander–ss caterpillar–ss mothaf-cka
fake–ss busta–ss fake k!lla mothaf-cka
if it wasn’t for the west
these rap n-ggas wouldn’t need a vest for they chest
quoted from a f-cka homie x
the lox ya’ll my mothaf-ckas, can’t forget ya’ll
and that’s spoken on from the mothaf-ckin dogg
all the rest of ya’ll, tell ya like this
eat a fat d-ck b-tch
i’m callin out names!

[break]
f-ck ruff ryder
f-ck the firm
f-ck belly
kurupt says f-ck ’em

[chorus]
n-gga, 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-cka’s gone
i empty house off of empty rounds
now what the f-ck you gotta say?
what the f-ck 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
b-tch n-ggas remember even though the times may change
i want kurupt said it n-gga, and i’m callin’ out names

[break]
-scratching- “never did like him”
“you know what?” -scratching- all ya’ll! “f-ck, f-ck, f-ck all ya’ll”

[chorus: kurupt, (xzibit), ]
“it’s for my n-ggas and my b-tches
my b-tches and all my n-ggas, my n-ggas and
my b-tches, my b-tches and all my n-ggaaa-ss!”
west coast! bout time!
(now if it wasn’t for the west
these rap n-ggas wouldn’t need a vest around they chest)
let’s start!
coasta’ n-gga!
(now if it wasn’t for the west
these rap n-ggas 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-ggas wouldn’t need a vest around they chest)

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