Kurupt – Callin’ Out Names Lyrics
Artist: Kurupt
Song: Callin’ Out Names
[Intro]
Sup Fred?
Gangsta sh#t
West Coast…
[Verse One]
n#gg#s 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#ck 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#gg# to blame you
Mothaf#ck D
Mothaf#ck M
Only X I know is Xzibit or RBX
Extraordinary, trynna snatch 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#gg#s 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#gg#s – 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#gg# Daz ‘ll sign you
Get ya’ll n#gg#s, slap ya’ll n#gg#s 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
[Break]
*scratching* “Never did like him”
“You know what?” *scratching* “f#ck, f#ck, f#ck all ya’ll”
“It’s for my n#gg#s and my b#tches,
My b#tches and all my n#gg#s, my n#gg#s and
My b#tches, my b#tches and all my n#gg#aaass!”
Callin’ Out Names!
(Now if it wasn’t for the West,
These rap n#gg#s 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#gg#s who Ryde Ruff get these
I’mma tell you one mo’ time and I won’t say it again
You salamander-ass caterpillar-ass mothaf#cka
Fake-ass busta-ass fake killa mothaf#cka
If it wasn’t for the West,
These rap n#gg#s 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 dick b#tch
I’m Callin Out Names!
[Break]
f#ck Ruff Ryder
f#ck The Firm
f#ck Belly
[Chorus]
n#gg#, 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#gg#s remember even though the times may change
[Break]
*scratching* “Never did like him”
“You know what?” *scratching* All ya’ll! “f#ck, f#ck, f#ck all ya’ll”
“It’s for my n#gg#s and my b#tches,
My b#tches and all my n#gg#s, my n#gg#s and
My b#tches, my b#tches and all my n#gg#aaass!”
West Coast! Bout Time!
(Now if it wasn’t for the West,
These rap n#gg#s wouldn’t need a vest around they chest)
Let’s start!
(Now if it wasn’t for the West,
These rap n#gg#s wouldn’t need a vest around they chest)
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Release Year: 1999
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