Who The Fuck Are You? by Slaughterhouse Lyrics

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I said who the fuck are you?
Who the fuck are you?
And what have you done with my nigga?
Yeah
I said something is wrong
The money done came, I noticed the change, in my nigga
Something is wrong

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Who The Fuck Are You? lyrics [Slaughterhouse]

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Credits, Cast & Crew of Song “Who The Fuck Are You?”

  • Produced: AraabMUZIK
  • Written: Joe Budden, Royce da 5'9"
  • Release Date: February 26, 2022

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Perfect Lyrics of the Song “Who The Fuck Are You?” Released in 2022

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[Chorus: Royce da 5'9"]

I said who the fuck are you?
Who the fuck are you?
And what have you done with my nigga?
Yeah
I said something is wrong
The money done came, I noticed the change, in my nigga
Something is wrong

[Verse 1: Royce da 5'9"]

Yeah, let's kick it
Diary of a loyal nigga
When I vow I'm down until it dies
It's in my heart, It's something no tattoo could solidify
It's like God lit a fire and made Destiny's Child
If you question my loyalty that's just like questioning God
Remind yourself, that when you say you looking for me
You lying to yourself, nigga I'm famous, fuck am I going to hide at?
You looking for you, and I hope you find yourself
Niggas thinking that blowing bud together, drinking and calling each other "bro" and "'cuz" the definition of showing love
Talking about salute and respect
Man that shit don't mean a goddamn thing to me
Especially if you a fuck nigga
And to all my so-called friends, calling yourselves neutral saying you staying out of it
You need to quit fronting, you either with me or against me
You gon' realize that next time you need me for something
I said

[Chorus]

Who the fuck are you?
Who the fuck are you?
And what have you done with my nigga?
Yeah
Yeah
I said something is wrong
The money done came, I noticed the change in my nigga
Something is wrong

[Verse 2: Crooked I]

I can't explain how the love was lost
Feeling like I'm Two Chainz how y'all hit me with that double cross
I gained green, you became green with envy
Like a gangrene limb, I had to cut them motherfuckas off
The same thing from my homies I gave cream
We was repping the same team as brothas
But see the love was false
You made things so clear with your hating
Now my phone can't ring for you
Cause I don't wanna talk
Who turned you into a monster?
I say the cash did it
Thought our friendship was some shit
Till you wiped your ass with it
You Hyde then you Jekyll
You taught me a lesson
Keep my circle as small as a speckle on a freckle
Till my last minute
Shit on the man that led you
Then bit on the hand that fed you
Can't say I wish I never met you
Cause then I sound immature
Young and foolish
30 pieces of silver
You just another Judas

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Joell Ortiz]

Gotta talk to this nigga man, for real
Let me go and tell it all, you ain't special nigga
This what that pussy-whipped pillow talk'll get you
You don't even know

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you, that's beside the point
From manhunt to escaping that manhunt
When we robbed the joint
We smoked L's to the brain on the roof
Wash the smoke down with a cup of E&J and a loose
We got

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, rode trains to the Deuce
When I got signed, had the model broads that let niggas run trains and chuck deuce ('member that?)
But when that change low, yeah they change though
And real niggas never 'sposed to mention when they exchange dough
Them quote on quote loans was gifts
Did I complain? No
Cause you was my nigga (my nigga)
Now my nigga trying to knot me up
Ready, fam?
War cost money and aim
I'm on Shady and my shooters got a steady hand
You come try and take what I used to offer
And that block where you standing's
That block they gone scrap you off of