Every Single Weekend
Boyz N The Hood Motion Picture Sound Track feat. Kam
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(Beeper/Pager) *beeps/rings*
"Ey man that's this nigga KAM paging me"
"No shit lets call that nigga and see what he doing"
"Hand me the phone"
"Got this old ass grandma on the phone and shit"
"Ah man come on"
"Somebody be breakin in your house and break their
fuckin neck every time you call the paramedics and polices"
"Shit"
"Ey turn the music down I can't really hear"
"Ey Hello Whassup?"
"Hello Whassup nigga? Whassup for the weekend nigga?"
The weekend?!
That shit ain't nothin but another two days
That niggas act crazy on
Then it's gone, and everybody feel FUCKED UP THE ASS
Cause they spent they last
On shit that they wouldn't get, no other days of the week
"Why is that?" Because they too damn cheap
Been keepin the act up, for forty-eight hours
They weekend warriors, but weekday cowards (punk)
All of a sudden, everybody got so much heart
You know some shit gots to start
But believe you me, between now and then
A gang of motherfuckers lives gon' end
But yo, if they lucky they will know how to get away
Then they'll live to punk out another day
But am I wrong when I say that?
"Hell nah, cause the homie don't play that"
And y'all know, it's happenin "every single weekend"
"shit happens" "every single weekend"
"shit happens" "every single weekend"
"shit happens ev-ver-ry-day"
It's the same routine, every seven day period
The opposite sex, got us all doin weird shit
It's all about gettin credit, for bein that
Hell of a nigga, and so you slang for the putang
Figure it out, cause see it's just for the skeezin
Ain't no other reason
And a season don't go by that niggas don't show off
And break some laws so they can take some drawers home
Or straight perpetrate, all cause they learned wrong
Wearin beepers, that ain't even turned on
A fake Rolex, tryin to look like a star
A phony phone antenna on a rent-a-car
Wait, it don't stop with the men though
I know the same amount of hoes tradin ass for the indo
Tryin your best, but you can not fool me
Into thinkin that you rich, with no costume jewelry on