Lyrics The Name Game - The Coup
[Boots]
Now,
motherfuckers
done
made
a
name
for
theyself
But
a
name
don′t
mean
wealth,
let
me
up
you
on
the
shit
If
we
was
up
in
this,
just
to
get
up
out
the
ghetto
Let
me
tell
you
right
now,
we
damn
near
done
quit
I
spit
game
on
a
regular
basis;
now
everybody
Lookin
at
my
hand
like
i'm
holdin
all
the
aces
Cool
that
they
know
our
faces,
from
different
places
But
you
can′t
catch-up/ketchup
if
you
don't
know
what
the
pace/pace
is
Everywhere
we
go
you
know
especially
in
the
o
we
hear
"Coup,
coup,
you
know
we
got
love
fo'
sho′"
But
even
mo′
when
they
see
us
on
b-e-and-t
and
M-t-and-v
but
me
and
e
can't
pay
the
p-g-and-e
Power
come
from
the
barrel
of
a
bucker
I
use
the
mic
so
that
we
aim
at
the
same
motherfucker
Cause
your
shit
could
go
gold,
and
the
only
cash
you
got
Is
the
silver
kind
that
don′t
fold
I'm
gettin
dope
when
they
ask
about
the
road
that
i
passed
My
peoples
really
be
thinkin
they
gon′
come
up
fast
And
then
come
rap
and
shake
they
ass
You
ain't
the
first,
motherfucker
who
done
spent
his
game
Then
plan
to
scram,
up
out
the
ghetto
let
me
break
this
down
From
kids
to
gramms,
fuck
the
videos
with
the
benzes
And
the
cellular
phones,
spendin
hundreds
like
quarters
The
benz
is
they
partner′s,
the
money's
on
loan,
and
umm.
"The
cellular
number
you
have
reached
is
out
of
order"
[B]
now,
motherfuckers
done
made
a
name
for
theyself
[E]
but
a
name
don't
mean
wealth
[B]
let
me
up
you
on
the
shit
[E]
if
we
was
up
in
this,
just
to
get
up
out
the
ghetto
Let
me
tell
you
right
now,
we
damn
near
done
quit
Now,
motherfuckers
done
made
a
name
for
theyself
[B]
but
a
name
don′t
mean
wealth
[E]
well
let
me
up
you
on
the
shit!
[B]
if
we
was
up
in
this,
just
to
get
up
out
the
ghetto
Let
me
tell
you
right
now,
we
damn
near
done
quit
[E-roc]
I
mocked
_rockbox_
wearin
socks
in
my
basement,
told
my
pops
I
fin′
to
have
as
much
mail
as
they
got
--
not
I
still
got
to
keep
my
cash
clot
flowin
My
mind
is
bent
on
the
rent
i'm
barely
makin
it
micraphone
It′s
true,
it's
a
few
gettin
fund
expansions
It
ain′t
like
acorn
projects
gon'
move
into
mansions
Straight
authenticized
shit,
over
synthesized
hits
With
this
misty
eyed
mental
make
your
teeth
grit
And
i′m
not
tryin
to
diss
like
it's
a
bandwagon
trim
They
sellin
six-packs
of
them
waves
out
the
ghetto
again
In
the
20's
it
was
rocks,
in
the
50′s
doo-wop
It′s
nineteen-ninety-fo'
and
everybody′s
store
hoppin
And
ain't
nobody
really
tryin
to
hear
me
speak
They
too
busy
watchin
loot,
gettin
interviewed
by
robin
leach
So
if
you′re
modest
and
don't
higher/hire
economics
Just
kick
it
with
the
coup,
smoke
this
dub
sack
of
funk!
[B]
now,
motherfuckers
done
made
a
name
for
theyself
[E]
but
a
name
don′t
mean
wealth
[B]
let
me
up
you
on
the
shit
[E]
if
we
was
up
in
this,
just
to
get
up
out
the
ghetto
Let
me
tell
you
right
now,
we
damn
near
done
quit
Now,
motherfuckers
done
made
a
name
for
themselves
[B]
but
a
name
don't
mean
wealth
[E]
but
let
me
up
you
on
the
shit!
[B]
if
we
was
up
in
this,
just
to
get
up
out
the
ghetto
Let
me
tell
you
right
now,
we
damn
near
done
quit
* Dj
pam
cuts
up
"turn
up
the
beat
and
let
me
come
with
some
game
main"
*
[Boots]
I'm
gon′
die
before
i
lie
to
my
peoples
on
the
block
It′s
like
front
and
you
gon'
shoot
when
you
ain′t
got
no
glock
You
bet'
not
(that′s
a
punk
trick)
this
is
how
we
run
shit
I'm
fin′
to
pitch
a
fit
cause
i'm
tired
of
hearin
gums
hit
Why
do
motherfuckers
get
up
out
and
go
for
single
When
the
real
high
rollers
grab
the
army
to
protect
they
pringles?
[E-roc]
Confusion,
just
a
system
based
on
prostitution
They
done
ganked
you,
don't
be
no
stank
fool
with
they
solution
Unless
you
got
about
a
million
semi-automatics
You
gon′
think
you
strivin
doin
them
wholesale
acrobatics
[Boots]
No
i
don′t
have
it
like
that,
planet
planet
ain't
got
it
Keep
my
whole
life
savings
stuffed
in
my
back
pocket,
flock
it
I′m
scrapin
fronts
off
like
plaque,
no
slack
I'm
come
realistic
like
radio
shack
Intact
and
fat
motherfuckers
finally
get
they
shit
right
Ain′t
no
fight,
they
scared
shitless,
all
they
do
is
grab
the
mic
Ain't
no
organizin
real
shit
on
the
street,
it′s
a
fleet
Of
revolutionaries
- in
the
studio
makin
beats
So
fuck
the
fame,
fuck
the
game,
fuck
the
riches
fool
I
ain't
got
shit
unless
all
my
folks
gon'
have
it
too!
[B]
now,
motherfuckers
done
made
a
name
for
theyself
[E]
but
a
name
don′t
mean
wealth
[B]
let
me
up
you
on
the
shit
[E]
if
we
was
up
in
this,
just
to
get
up
out
the
ghetto
Let
me
tell
you
right
now,
we
damn
near
done
quit
Now,
motherfuckers
done
made
a
name
for
themselves
[B]
but
a
name
don′t
mean
wealth
[E]
well
let
me
up
you
on
the
shit!
[B]
if
we
was
up
in
this,
just
to
get
up
out
the
ghetto
Let
me
tell
you
right
now,
we
damn
near
done
quit
1 Takin' These
2 Hip 2 tha Skeme
3 Gunsmoke
4 This One's a Girl
5 The Name Game
6 360 Degrees
7 Hard Concrete
8 Santa Rita Weekend
9 Repo Man
10 Interrogation
11 Outro
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