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Oh, boy, I'ma have to call them boys on you
Awe damn, awe damn
I'ma have to call that man on you
Something, something
Something must be really wrong with you
Why can't you just tell
The fuckin' truth now?
Yes your mama did, she raised a fool, wow
What the fuck did you
Learn in that schoolhouse?
To chase them thrills, chasin' thrills
Takin' pills in the hills, Slauson Hills
Overhills might get you killed
Not welcome 'round them parts no more
Do not run your mouth no more
I can't protect you no more
It's out of my hands for sure

You should've called me
Why you never call me?
Why you never call me?
Ohh, you should've called me
Why you never call me?
Why you never call me? Ohh

Okay, now you wanna say all
That I’ve done to ya
You knew all along that I
Wasn't the one for you
So let's stop pretending like we were in love
We never shared anything but the drugs
We were both numb
Never had anything real between us
We really must be smoking that crazy shit
In my city talkin' crazy shit
But you ain't know I'm a crazy bitch
And tell your lawyer that I ain't paying shit
Maybe you should chill, really in your feels
My bros really in the field
Neighborhood is really real and they
Don't play that here
You shouldn't say that here
You should've made it clear, my dear
You should've called me

You should've called me
Why you never call me?
Why you never call me?
Ohh, you should've called me
Why you never call me? Ohh
You, you, you, you you should've called me
You, you, you, you ohh, oh
You, you, you, you you should've called me
You, you, you, you

Now hey sis, I'ma let you know like this
Hit me right back, this Kurupt, okay?
All these niggas with this bullshit, man
Fuck these niggas mayne the 60's
We ain't worried bout none
Of these muthafuckin' bustas
Ya understand me?
From the Overhill to the fronts
To the back mayne
We pushin' this line to d'nine
So don't worry 'bout none of this
Shit from this funny ass nigga
Don't worry 'bout him callin' you and
All the rest of that shit
You know what? It's his loss
Ya know what I'm sayin'? I'm pretty p'd
I heard the homie
The homie called me and was like
"Man, Jhené trippin, man
This buster ass nigga got her mind fucked up"
I'm like "No, not Jhené"
Man fuck that nigga mayne
Né-né, you hit me I got you
You understand me?
These niggas is busters, fuck that
Nigga and fuck his friends
And fuck his bitch
He's nothin my nigga, you are the one
Everybody else is 2's and 3's
You're the one, I love you
Make sure you hit me back
This is your big brother, you hear me?
This is Kurupt, Gotti
Aye, call me as soon as you get this
You hear me?
Don't make me call your mama now
I'll track you down