Calling Out Names Chords by Kurupt

Tempo:
94.25 bpm
Chords used:

C#

G#m

C

B

G#

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Calling Out Names chords
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Sup [C#] Fred
My name is by name, mothafuck D, mothafuck M
Only X I know is exhibitor RBX
Extraordinary, tryna snap my bitch
You can have the bitch
Two bitches getting ripped just to come to the west coast and get stripped down
Beat the death, throat, all over a bitch
Now it's 50 MC's that ain't worth shit
Get your ass kicked, time to beat the 10 cent
I love New York, but the niggas that represent y'all ain't shit New York
They acting like a bitch, yo
Fuckshot, [B] Roriega, Jigga, who?
[C#] Cannibals, Wu-Tang, my niggas, who?
Def Squad, Jeff Jam, but fuck Ja Rule
Ergotti, I can't wait for Rayquan to break through
Tryna sign [G#m] Daz, nigga Daz'll sign [C#] you
And when you hit the west, this is what we gon' do
Get y'all niggas, slap y'all niggas like bitches
Slippin' through the hood on switches
I just bought me a Cadillac last week
With a new bitch since my old bitch week
Nah, homeboy, the game just ain't the same
If you wanna know, Kuruv said it, and I'm calling out names
You know what?
Fuck, [C] fuck, [C#] fuck off
I gave it to my niggas, now they doing it
Now my niggas, my niggas, they know my bitch
They bout to give me my money, what's out there?
If it wasn't for the west, these rap niggas wouldn't need a Vest around they chest
Now if it wasn't for the west, these rap niggas wouldn't need a Vest around they chest
[G#] I don't give a [G#m] fuck, catch me in the hood
All blue sucks, [C#] gang bang the [G#m] fuck out, [C#] bruh
Only thing I like that Rod Ruff is here
And all the rest of y'all niggas who ride rough get deep
I'ma tell you one more time and I won't say it again
Ruff said it, motherfucker, from beginning to end
Solomon ass, caterpillar ass, motherfucker
Fake ass, rough ass, they kill a motherfucker
If it wasn't for the west, these rap niggas wouldn't need a Vest for they chest
I pulled it from a fucking homie ass
The lock y'all my motherfuckers, can't forget y'all
And that's spoken on by the motherfucking dog
All the rest of y'all, tell you like this
Need a fat [C] dick, bitch
[C#] I'm calling out names
[G#m] Fuck Ruff Ryder, fuck the Firm [C#] Fuck Belly
This for my niggas and my [G#m] bitches, my bitches and my Ruff
Ruff said it, motherfucker
[G] [C#] Now if it wasn't for the west, these rap niggas wouldn't need a Vest around they chest
Now if it wasn't for the west, these rap niggas wouldn't need a Vest around they chest
Nigga, now if I [C#m] didn't say your name, then it's same for you
But if you try to speak, then I'ma peel the [C#] paint for you
I cause brain tumors, thinking of a [G#m] torture thing
Latin off caliber, [C] still the chamber [C#] need to be changed
Empty out, simply don't tip me, I empty out
I'm so everything in this motherfucker's gone
Empty house off of empty rounds
Now what the fuck you gotta say?
What the fuck you wanna see?
The homies on my case
I never worry about none of y'all, so why now?
I run it through, and this is how you do it, dog pound
The gang, we master blast to [B] maintain
Weed, money, [G#] cocaine, got [C#] us all insane
Bitch niggas remember even though the times may change
I won't corrupt, said it, [G#m] nigga
And I'm calling out [C#] names
That's a deal, huh?
All y'all
That's a deal, that's a deal
I was for my niggas and my brothers and my sisters
Now that's what my legacy, now that's what my legacy
Now if it wasn't for the West
These rap niggas wouldn't be the best around they chest
Now if it wasn't for the West
These rap niggas wouldn't be the best around they chest
Now if it wasn't for the West
These rap niggas wouldn't be the best around they chest
Now if it wasn't for the West
These rap niggas wouldn't be the best
Key:  
C#
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G#m
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C
3211
B
12341112
G#
134211114
C#
12341114
G#m
123111114
C
3211
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To jam and learn Kurupt - Calling Out Names chords, your primary focus should be mastering these chords sequence: C#m, C#, C#m, A#m, C#, A, C#, G#, C#, G#m, C and C#. Begin your practice at a relaxed 48 BPM, then work your way up to the song's BPM of 96. Configure the capo to your vocal range and chord preference, remembering the key of D Major.

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Sup [C#] Fred _ _ _ _ _ _
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My name is by name, mothafuck D, mothafuck M
Only X I know is exhibitor RBX
Extraordinary, tryna snap my bitch
You can have the bitch
Two bitches getting ripped just to come to the west coast and get stripped down
Beat the death, throat, all over a bitch
Now it's 50 MC's that ain't worth shit
Get your ass kicked, time to beat the 10 cent
I love New York, but the niggas that represent y'all ain't shit New York
They acting like a bitch, yo
Fuckshot, [B] Roriega, Jigga, who?
[C#] Cannibals, Wu-Tang, my niggas, who?
Def Squad, Jeff Jam, but fuck Ja Rule
Ergotti, I can't wait for Rayquan to break through
Tryna sign [G#m] Daz, nigga Daz'll sign [C#] you
And when you hit the west, this is what we gon' do
Get y'all niggas, slap y'all niggas like bitches
Slippin' through the hood on switches
I just bought me a Cadillac last week
With a new bitch since my old bitch week
Nah, homeboy, the game just ain't the same
If you wanna know, Kuruv said it, and I'm calling out names
You know what?
Fuck, [C] fuck, [C#] fuck off
I gave it to my niggas, now they doing it
Now my niggas, my niggas, they know my bitch
They bout to give me my money, what's out there?
If it wasn't for the west, these rap niggas wouldn't need a Vest around they chest
Now if it wasn't for the west, these rap niggas wouldn't need a Vest around they chest
[G#] I don't give a [G#m] fuck, catch me in the hood
All blue sucks, [C#] gang bang the [G#m] fuck out, [C#] bruh
Only thing I like that Rod Ruff is here
And all the rest of y'all niggas who ride rough get deep
I'ma tell you one more time and I won't say it again
Ruff said it, motherfucker, from beginning to end
Solomon ass, caterpillar ass, motherfucker
Fake ass, rough ass, they kill a motherfucker
If it wasn't for the west, these rap niggas wouldn't need a Vest for they chest
I pulled it from a fucking homie ass
The lock y'all my motherfuckers, can't forget y'all
And that's spoken on by the motherfucking dog
All the rest of y'all, tell you like this
Need a fat [C] dick, bitch
[C#] I'm calling out names
[G#m] _ Fuck Ruff Ryder, fuck the Firm [C#] Fuck Belly
This for my niggas and my [G#m] bitches, my bitches and my Ruff
Ruff said it, motherfucker
[G] _ [C#] Now if it wasn't for the west, these rap niggas wouldn't need a Vest around they chest
Now if it wasn't for the west, these rap niggas wouldn't need a Vest around they chest
Nigga, now if I [C#m] didn't say your name, then it's same for you
But if you try to speak, then I'ma peel the [C#] paint for you
I cause brain tumors, thinking of a [G#m] torture thing
Latin off caliber, [C] still the chamber [C#] need to be changed
Empty out, simply don't tip me, I empty out
I'm so everything in this motherfucker's gone
Empty house off of empty rounds
Now what the fuck you gotta say?
What the fuck you wanna see?
The homies on my case
I never worry about none of y'all, so why now?
I run it through, and this is how you do it, dog pound
The gang, we master blast to [B] maintain
Weed, money, [G#] cocaine, got [C#] us all insane
Bitch niggas remember even though the times may change
I won't corrupt, said it, [G#m] nigga
And I'm calling out [C#] names
That's a deal, huh?
All y'all
That's a deal, that's a deal
I was for my niggas and my brothers and my sisters
Now that's what my legacy, now that's what my legacy
Now if it wasn't for the West
These rap niggas wouldn't be the best around they chest
Now if it wasn't for the West
These rap niggas wouldn't be the best around they chest
Now if it wasn't for the West
These rap niggas wouldn't be the best around they chest
Now if it wasn't for the West
These rap niggas wouldn't be the best

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