[Tash]
(Who we got?)
We got Catash and Kuruption
What the fuck is yo` function?
We got Catash and Kurupt
`Bout to fuck shit up
I`m sippin` nuttin` but the best; what you got in yo` cup?
[Kurupt]
Hennessey
[Verse one--Tash]
Yeah, yeah, that make me tweak on beats
Tash be kickin` so much ass I rock cleats on concrete
So get the pictuah
My rap style`ll hit ya `til ya move back
This ain`t the kind of shit that help Stella get her groove back
It`s on co` uncle
Raps that keeps me flossin`
While yo` album on the shelf gettin` dusty at the Slausson
Swap
Pop that Glock
Clock that knot
It`s thin line between love and hate
It`s thin line between Compton `n` Watts
What you got?
Yo` motherfuckers is nerds
Yo, Kurupt, tell these niggas what the fuck you heard!
[Kurupt]
(Check it out)
I heard it saggin` in bandanas
Shit to spit the leaves
Split like bananas
Poetical scanners
Make the crowd go banana`
Furious, luxurious, an` glamorous
Bitches and cameras
Experts`
Impenetrability exerts
Burst a verse
And since nuttin` but trouble incense jerks (Back in the day)
Silently clashin`
Clash is
Throwin` towels in like passes
All I want to know is where the ass is
If you got yo` pistol let it sizzle an` whistle
I`m agile; you fragile--
Glass and crystal
I`m priceless--the nicest
Yeah, that`s right
Nice enough to bring the snub and bust on sight
[Chorus]
[Tash]
We got Catash and Kurupt
`Bout to fuck it up
I`m sippin` nuttin` but the best; what you got in yo` cup?
[Kurupt]
Hennessey, nigga
Yeah, yeah, oh, yeah indeed
[Tash]
You know I got the Malibu
[Kurupt]
I got the Orange weed
[Tash]
We got Catash and Kurupt
`Bout to fuck it up
I`m sippin` nuttin` but the best; what you got in yo` cup?
[Kurupt]
O.E., homey, yeah
Oh, yeah, indeed
[Tash]
You know I got the Hennessey
[Kurupt]
I got the Orange weed, nigga
[Both]
`Cause bustas is bustas, an` G`s iz G`s
But ain`t nobody fuckin` `round wit` MCs like these
[Verse two--Tash]
Somebody buck this nigga` keys; this lil` punk must be drunk
I let that nigga hit my weed, he walked away wit` my blunt
And that`s a no-no, loco
So it`s one way to settle this:
You gots to box a round wit` the ghetto-est gold medalist
Tash got a rough rambunction in the function
Yo, this shit ain`t even fear
It`s kinda like we punchin` Munchkins
So let that nigga slide
He too wide-eyed to hide it
Tash`ll slap his ass so hard, I`ll leave his Afro lopsided
You got it?
Good
Tell your Boyz `N` The Hood
My style`s a work of art--it`s like I carved it from wood
