作词 : Braithwaite, Jackson ... 作曲 : D. Williams/O'Shea Jackson/Dedrick Rolison/L. Brathwaite (feat. Ice Cube & Techniec) [Ice Cube] Tha weekend All you freak hoe's freaking Me and Mack 10 baby come on in Tha weekend This **** got you tweaking Who tha **** wanna steal what they got? It's tha weekend All you freak hoe's freaking Me and Mack 10 baby come on in Tha weekend This **** got you tweaking Who tha **** wanna steal what they got? It's tha weekend [Mack 10] Yo, I'm looking for tha weekend The **** got me tweaking Plus the sticky green got the whole room leaking I make the kind of **** that get a freak hoe freaking So pump the bass and check my mic level when I'm speaking And to you haters out there I see you peeking So I keep a glock and leave your punk ass leaking I hear you creeping, even when you're sneaking Gimme a reason, if it's on then I'm squeezing It's tha weekend! [Techniec] In the streets, ain't enough ghetto for me So bad I gotta lug the heavy metal with me Don't hang out on your block, I got plans to bubble Only time you seeing Tech is when I'm causing trouble Weekend, get my cheque, I'm flossing double Out the house, running game like I'm off the huddle Wonder how tough my ride? Man, niggers cuff they bride And come home from work three, stuck outside Chorus: [Ice Cube] It's tha weekend This gat got you leaking For speaking out of turn, ***** got to burn Make em squirm, watch em do the funky worm You got to learn, every ****ing thing you earn Tha weekend, tha weekend, tha weekend You can't **** with **** spin Tha weekend, tha weekend, tha weekend You can't **** with **** spin [Mack 10] I'm a hoo-bangin' rider, retaliator till I'm leaving Mash my opponents till they no longer breathing I'm hatin to parole these killas and **** dealers My ****** there ride hoochie *****es and three-willers **** em strong and long with a groupie or ?bougie? hoe I like em in a thong when they make their booty go Run swipe up in, baby bulge and do I get em When it's on my ****** get sure in em then I send em [Techniec] Ain't that no mission in the butts is ain't nothing to me Up in the club, haters don't want nothing with me I been a hog since you ****** was cuffing ya lees I never hog, I'm looking down at nothing but flees In your town, I crawl up, nothing but these Like "Hey ladies!" Yea, who leaving with me? "Hey fellas!" You need to leave immediately If you don't want your ass whupped repeatedly This is tha weekend! CHORUS [Techniec] It's MC's please, we split through on threes's, wudda Dayton off the ground laying, like "Whoa!" I coast through your blocks slow I'm H20, boy I got that wet flow To douse your flame, I'll get that up out ya man You plot, I'm sorry I shot ya man See me whippin on the freeway, the LBC way On the three-way with ?J-Wide? and pack Hell yea, I'm riding with Mack [Mack 10] Mack 10 outside all night selling rocks Patrolling with the deuce-five burning my socks This weekend is your life, dying today Next weekend is your wife, crying at your wake Punk ***** screaming like "I can't believe they killed him!" **** ***** with a stainless plate, we wouldn't have peeled him The hoo-banging attitude, with the gat-titude Seven days a week and make your forehead leak *****! CHORUS
作词 : Braithwaite, Jackson ... 作曲 : D. Williams/O'Shea Jackson/Dedrick Rolison/L. Brathwaite (feat. Ice Cube & Techniec) [Ice Cube] Tha weekend All you freak hoe's freaking Me and Mack 10 baby come on in Tha weekend This **** got you tweaking Who tha **** wanna steal what they got? It's tha weekend All you freak hoe's freaking Me and Mack 10 baby come on in Tha weekend This **** got you tweaking Who tha **** wanna steal what they got? It's tha weekend [Mack 10] Yo, I'm looking for tha weekend The **** got me tweaking Plus the sticky green got the whole room leaking I make the kind of **** that get a freak hoe freaking So pump the bass and check my mic level when I'm speaking And to you haters out there I see you peeking So I keep a glock and leave your punk ass leaking I hear you creeping, even when you're sneaking Gimme a reason, if it's on then I'm squeezing It's tha weekend! [Techniec] In the streets, ain't enough ghetto for me So bad I gotta lug the heavy metal with me Don't hang out on your block, I got plans to bubble Only time you seeing Tech is when I'm causing trouble Weekend, get my cheque, I'm flossing double Out the house, running game like I'm off the huddle Wonder how tough my ride? Man, niggers cuff they bride And come home from work three, stuck outside Chorus: [Ice Cube] It's tha weekend This gat got you leaking For speaking out of turn, ***** got to burn Make em squirm, watch em do the funky worm You got to learn, every ****ing thing you earn Tha weekend, tha weekend, tha weekend You can't **** with **** spin Tha weekend, tha weekend, tha weekend You can't **** with **** spin [Mack 10] I'm a hoo-bangin' rider, retaliator till I'm leaving Mash my opponents till they no longer breathing I'm hatin to parole these killas and **** dealers My ****** there ride hoochie *****es and three-willers **** em strong and long with a groupie or ?bougie? hoe I like em in a thong when they make their booty go Run swipe up in, baby bulge and do I get em When it's on my ****** get sure in em then I send em [Techniec] Ain't that no mission in the butts is ain't nothing to me Up in the club, haters don't want nothing with me I been a hog since you ****** was cuffing ya lees I never hog, I'm looking down at nothing but flees In your town, I crawl up, nothing but these Like "Hey ladies!" Yea, who leaving with me? "Hey fellas!" You need to leave immediately If you don't want your ass whupped repeatedly This is tha weekend! CHORUS [Techniec] It's MC's please, we split through on threes's, wudda Dayton off the ground laying, like "Whoa!" I coast through your blocks slow I'm H20, boy I got that wet flow To douse your flame, I'll get that up out ya man You plot, I'm sorry I shot ya man See me whippin on the freeway, the LBC way On the three-way with ?J-Wide? and pack Hell yea, I'm riding with Mack [Mack 10] Mack 10 outside all night selling rocks Patrolling with the deuce-five burning my socks This weekend is your life, dying today Next weekend is your wife, crying at your wake Punk ***** screaming like "I can't believe they killed him!" **** ***** with a stainless plate, we wouldn't have peeled him The hoo-banging attitude, with the gat-titude Seven days a week and make your forehead leak *****! CHORUS
