[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

  

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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!

  

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[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!

  

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