Tuesday And Thursday lyrics
Turk: Two of the hottest days of the week They harrassin' and hackin'
niggaz in that UPT N.O.P.D. be rollin' so deep They be fuckin' over
niggaz Kickin' in doors Sometimes they be pullin' triggers Ya hustlin?
Better chill out Cuz they not for jokin Making sure they close shop All
day they gon' be smoking So I advise you just to stay inside If they catch
you down back for sure you takin' that ride Downtown, rilla Where niggaz
doin' time, be waitin' Better be bout your issues For your ass they gon'
be chasin' And every man for they self in that pen So if ya all in nigga,
ya all in For help, ain't there nigga, ain't no callin' So if ya got a
chance run when ya hear that siren Tuesday and Thursdays, they gon' be
ridin' Stay ducked off cuz it's safer when ya hidin' And they don't give
a fuck what shape and sizin' lock you down prison rate steady
risin'
Chorus: On Tuesdays and Thursdays you better watch for the
sweep Look them people gon' act a ass if you get caught in the street On
Tuesdays and Thursdays you better watch for the sweep Look them people gon'
act a ass if you get caught in the street
Lil Wayne: Shit, nigga
betta hop, skip, and jump on the block On Tuesdays and Thursdays better run
from the block Stay there if you want and get ??? Ya on them white boys
and get hung from a ??? Look, look, look, look, look Nigga betta
run If u got some ??? Lookin' for some freedom find that you will get
none And damn I ain't even much see my P.O. last month I'ma play the
hotel I missed my court date I ain't tryin' to end up in jail I'ma put up
some mail in case I have to make bail I'ma still rhyme swell Shiiit, might
as well And stay from the block cuz it be hotter then hell I'ma tell ya
now, they don't give a damn about ya End up in that place and toy around and
be forgotten They rotten like a whole apple off a forbidden tree On
Tuesdays and Thursdays you won't find me
Chorus
Juvenile: ATF
be showin' they ass around my block Feds get all the respect cuz they'll
close up shop Who do you think be pushin' them birds up in the hood? Who
do you think be dumpin' them bodies up in the wood? It's something like
baseball, three strikes and you're out Violate your probation, 2 and a half
on 5 My pride, don't want me to be up in this place My pride, don't wnat
the Lord to notice my face A young nigga with golds behind tens on
dubs In the paper license plates they gon' think I'm a thug They gon'
tear this motherfucker up lookin' for drugs And make them dogs break me off
trying to get me to talk You wouldn't believe the shit with the police I
done been through I done seen some shit they did to people I'm kin to My
friends too That's why I be chillin' ya heard me? Up in my fuckin'
residence on Tuesdays and Thursdays
Chorus
B.G.: Certain days
lil B.Geezy hit the block and hang 2 days out the week I lay low cuz them
people gon' swang (swing) I ain't bout gettin hack Juvey, that ain't my
thang (thing) Police ridin' my back Scoping out my rang (ring) I play
it smart I ain't stupid I know when to leave the block I know how to peep
the scene I know when it's hot Oh them jump Hot Boy$ they'll take your
loot Tuesdays and Thursdays them big white boys have a nigga spooked They
be 3 deep, creepin' Comin' 'round the corner, peepin They sweepin' But
they ain't gonna catch me slippin', I'm rollin' out I'm gon' chill by a
bitch and cool out on the couch Smoke blunt after blunt till I pass
out When it get dark and cool off then I'ma smash out I respect the task
force they don't give a fuck For anything they'll have ya in central lock
up On Tuesdays and Thursdays
(Talking) Manny Fresh: Whoa, now
there u have it. Tuesdays and Thursdays (off the heezy). The whole task
force for yo' ass (nigga just givin' ya some game, ya dig?) For
sho' Baby: Them white folks don't wanna see a nigga ballin', wanna see us
crawl bruh. Manny: For sho', lookee here. On Mondays, you can run all
day On Tuesdays, sit ya ass down (duck out playboy) On Wednesdays, you
can slang all day On Thursdays, sit ya ass back down (off top!) On
Fridays, you can fuck all day On Saturdays and Sundays, you cool boy,
believe that Baby: You can take this for what it's worth playboy. And don't
use ya brain and take heed to what CMB be saying. Fuck around and be in that
cage like a ole' dog. Treatin' a nigga like a puppet. Takin' orders like a
bitch. But a nigga gotta use that game and stay up and try to stay rich man.
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