I Call Shots Kurupt (Ft. Roscoe)

[Intro: Snoop Dogg & Kurupt]
Yeah.. yo whassup my nigga?
It's the big homeboy Snoop Dogg
And y'know, the streets is a motherfucker
D.P.G.C., y'know
Representin to the fullest, like dat dere
Y'Know!
Organized madness
The young Godstra
Ha hah, young Frank Sinatra, bitch!

[Chorus]
I call, I call shots round here
Tell who to pop and who not to pop round here
Slow down, down there, don't make too much noise
You know who runs the blocks round here
(I call), (I call), (I call), I call shots round here
Tell who to pop and who not to pop round here
Slow down, down there, don't make too much noise
You know who runs the blocks round here

[Vers 1: Kurupt]
Psychosomatic, automatic static
Catatonic, supersonic, bubonic chronic addict
Astrononimcal in the Thunderdome center
In the depths of the dungeon, dangerous, dastardly
Catastrophes, metamorphosize into a pit
Tyranno-Don, crackin the bricks on the walls
Camouflage, on the side of livest
Bout to put somethin up in that could ride
It's time for, world war three motherfucker
You know me, Young Got-ti motherfucker
I holds the microphone like a grudge
In the 'llac laid back, so back the fuck up
This might give you a heart attack
It's real simple, can't get mo' simple than that
Than that