Kurupt Callin Out Names (Diss DMX) Lyrics

Sup fred?
Gangsta s___
West coast...

[verse one]

n____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, m________ the rest
What you supposed to be s_____in'?
You comin' to a world of punctured hearts and jackin'
Lethal illegal overseein' the [??] be like seagulls
b____ 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____ to blame you
And i'mma start callin' ya'll b____ n____s by name:

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

Get ya'll n____s, slap ya'll n____s like b____es
Dippin' through the 'hood on switches
I just bought me a cadillac last week
Wit' a new b____ since my old b____ 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____s and my b____es,
My b____es and all my n____s, my n____s and
My b____es, my b____es and all my n____aaass!"

Callin' out names!

(now if it wasn't for the west,
These rap n____s 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____s 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_______ed the f___ out cuz
Only thing i like that ryde ruff is eve
And all the rest of ya'll n____s who ryde ruff get these
I'mma tell you one mo' time and i won't say it again
Kurupt said it m________a from beginnin' to end
You salamander-a__ caterpillar-a__ m________a
Fake-a__ busta-a__ fake killa m________a
If it wasn't for the west,
These rap n____s wouldn't need a vest for they chest
Quoted from a f___a homie x
The lox ya'll my m________as, can't forget ya'll
And that's spoken on from the m________in dogg
All the rest of ya'll, tell ya like this
Eat a fat d___ b____
I'm callin out names!

[break]

f___ ruff ryder
f___ the firm
f___ belly

Kurupt says f___ 'em

[chorus]

n____, 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 m________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 cocaine got us all insane
b____ n____s remember even though the times may change
I want kurupt said it n____, 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____s and my b____es,
My b____es and all my n____s, my n____s and
My b____es, my b____es and all my n____aaass!"

West coast! bout time!

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

Let's start!

{it's like this and like that!}

Coasta' n____!

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

{it's like this and like that!}

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