Calling Out Names

[Intro: Kurupt] Sup Fred? Gangsta shit For the West Coast [Verse 1: Kurupt] 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 overview 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 And I'mma start callin' y'all bitch niggas by name Mothafuck D, Mothafuck M, only X I know is Xzibit or RBX, extraordinary Tryna 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, 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 Def Jam but fuck Ja Rule Irv Gotti I can't wait for Raekwon to break fool Tryna sign Daz, nigga Daz'll sign you And when you hit the West, this is what we gon' do Get y'all niggas, slap y'all 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 [Chorus: Kurupt, Ice Cube, Xzibit & Dr. Dre] *scratching* "Never did like you" "You know what?" *scratching* "Fuck, fuck, fuck...fuck all y'all" "It's for my niggas and my bitches My bitches and all my niggas, my niggas and all my bitches, my bitches and all my niggaaaass!" Callin' Out Names Now if it wasn't for the West (What?) These rap niggas wouldn't need a vest around they chest Like this and like that Now if it wasn't for the West (What?) These rap niggas wouldn't need a vest around they chest 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 Cuzz Only thing I like that Ryde Ruff is Eve And all the rest of y'all 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 my fuckin' homie X The Lox y'all my mothafuckas, can't forget ya'll And that's spoken on by the mothafuckin Dogg All the rest of ya'll, tell ya like this Eat a fat dick, bitch I'm Callin Out Names! Fuck Ruff Ryder Fuck The Firm Fuck Belly [Chorus: Kurupt, Xzibit & Dr. Dre] "It's for my niggas and my bitches My bitches and all my niggas, (Kurupt said it, fucker) my niggas and all my bitches, my bitches and all my niggaaaass!" Now if it wasn't for the West (What?) These rap niggas wouldn't need a vest around they chest Like this and like that Now if it wasn't for the West (What?) These rap niggas wouldn't need a vest around they chest Like this (Nigga) and like that [Verse 3: Kurupt] 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 homies or my K I never worry 'bout none of y'all so why now? I run it through and this is how you do it Dogg Pound (ROOF!) The Gang, we mash to blast and maintain Weed, money, cocaine got us all insane Bitch niggas remember even though the times may change I won't, Kurupt said it, nigga, and I'm Callin' Out Names [Chorus: Kurupt, Ice Cube, Xzibit & Dr. Dre] *scratching* "Never did like you" (All Ya'll) "You know what?" *scratching* "Fuck, fuck, fuck...fuck all y'all" (Yeah) "It's for my niggas and my bitches (West Coast) My bitches and all my niggas, my niggas and all my bitches, my bitches ('Bout time, huh?) and all my niggaaaass!" Now if it wasn't for the West (What?) These rap niggas wouldn't (Response) need a vest around they chest Like this and like that (Come see me, Cuzz) Now if it wasn't for the West (Holla at'cha boy, on the West Coast) These rap niggas wouldn't need a vest around they chest (Get at me, homie) Like this and like that Now if it wasn't for the West (What?) These rap niggas (Bitch) wouldn't need a vest around they chest Like this and like that Now if it wasn't for the West (What?) These rap niggas wouldn't need a vest around they chest Hit him like this and like that