| Song | Tha Weekend |
| Artist | Mack 10 |
| Album | Best Of Mack 10 |
| 作词 : Braithwaite, Jackson ... | |
| (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 shit got you tweaking | |
| Who tha fuck 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 shit got you tweaking | |
| Who tha fuck wanna steal what they got? | |
| It's tha weekend | |
| [Mack 10] | |
| Yo, I'm looking for tha weekend | |
| The weed got me tweaking | |
| Plus the sticky green got the whole room leaking | |
| I make the kind of shit 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, nigga got to burn | |
| Make em squirm, watch em do the funky worm | |
| You got to learn, every fucking thing you earn | |
| Tha weekend, tha weekend, tha weekend | |
| You can't fuck with weed spin | |
| Tha weekend, tha weekend, tha weekend | |
| You can't fuck with weed 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 weed dealers | |
| My niggas there ride hoochie bitches and three-willers | |
| Dick 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 niggas 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 niggas 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 bitch screaming like "I can't believe they killed him!" | |
| Fuck nigga 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 nigga! | |
| CHORUS |
| zuò cí : Braithwaite, Jackson ... | |
| 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 shit got you tweaking | |
| Who tha fuck 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 shit got you tweaking | |
| Who tha fuck wanna steal what they got? | |
| It' s tha weekend | |
| Mack 10 | |
| Yo, I' m looking for tha weekend | |
| The weed got me tweaking | |
| Plus the sticky green got the whole room leaking | |
| I make the kind of shit 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, nigga got to burn | |
| Make em squirm, watch em do the funky worm | |
| You got to learn, every fucking thing you earn | |
| Tha weekend, tha weekend, tha weekend | |
| You can' t fuck with weed spin | |
| Tha weekend, tha weekend, tha weekend | |
| You can' t fuck with weed spin | |
| Mack 10 | |
| I' m a hoobangin' rider, retaliator till I' m leaving | |
| Mash my opponents till they no longer breathing | |
| I' m hatin to parole these killas and weed dealers | |
| My niggas there ride hoochie bitches and threewillers | |
| Dick em strong and long with a groupie or nbsp? 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 niggas 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 niggas 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 threeway with nbsp? JWide? and pack | |
| Hell yea, I' m riding with Mack | |
| Mack 10 | |
| Mack 10 outside all night selling rocks | |
| Patrolling with the deucefive burning my socks | |
| This weekend is your life, dying today | |
| Next weekend is your wife, crying at your wake | |
| Punk bitch screaming like " I can' t believe they killed him!" | |
| Fuck nigga with a stainless plate, we wouldn' t have peeled him | |
| The hoobanging attitude, with the gattitude | |
| Seven days a week and make your forehead leak nigga! | |
| CHORUS |