Текст песни: Juvenile - Who`s Tha M.F.



[First Verse]

Nigga just came home from jail look how he played me

Kicked my door down took my shit an tied up my ol` lady

Now i`m just kick back broke poverty is still in my head hurtin

Cuz i know this nigga gotta be killed

My good side tellin me let`em slide cuz he aint worth bout my bad side

Tell me to kill`em cuz he deserve no mercy

Follow my bad side and put a feelin through healin

Any motherfucker seekin his business relentless

Thoughts goin through my mind nigga had tried to shine

I would be bout dat iron in this foolishness frame of mind

In the front door actin a donkey wit tha .44

Let a funky snatched the money handle business to momo

Tired of havin nothin wearin my brother`s clothes

Many times i got drove by niggas in front of hoes

You know how it be dogg you aint been ballin all your life

You was round dat bitch still dirty stealin bikes

Buildin escape mobile all fixin the grilled cheese

In the store breakin snaps crown derby a key



[Chorus: Repeat-8x]



Whos the muthaphucka

I`m the muthaphucka



[Verse Two]

You lil boys runnin wanna do somethin c`mon

I gotta somethin fo` lil bitch ass your potnas and your grandma

Cuz i`m on a killa playa hata type boy you

Dont ask me none of that ??? but i`ll take a lil of dat ???

Step and i`ll cut your breath short like its bestis

Should`ve had your mama sayin "lord mama child loved`em"

They say i`m losin weight boy whats wrong wit you

I`m hungry and i`m broke now brake me off wit a bone or two

I know a, nigga should be good for that ha?

But all that nigga had tol` is i aint got it right now

Lil bitch you not my round you hoes lay it down

Lemme get dat out your potnas better me than them coppas

Fa sho yo` hoe, tried to crown me on the block

You probably would`ve got me put dat nine wouldn`t stop

A witness scored a bag cuz your boy tried to slam me

Out chip ass sellin whammies busta wont see his family

I let dat nigga slide cuz i been in his shoes too

Like twenty-four-seven breath smellin like beaucoup



[Chorus: Repeat-8x]



Whos the muthaphucka

I`m the muthaphucka



[Verse Three]

I`m runnin wit dat gal thats after ??? niggas wit six figgas

To get wit his sign us a ????? wit no repayin

Now i`m in it lay wit`um it violate ten and fuck`em juv

Set up his to conduct an attitude

Look here

How many of you niggas ready to start big tymin

Look here

How many of you niggas wanna be ridin reclinin

Diamonds be shinin sippin on heinkens your mind was in a trans

Probably takin a chance to his baddest police

You kill in the peete and make a million a piece

And we`ll got off of the streets in there a house in the east

I know the answer is no so up into my dad

I`m screamin fuck yo` clangin tha five doe

Look here

When i was young i didnt hardly know shit

Bigga ballin would get the medocore nigga noticed

So i approach like i was coached refuse in the gun

Gangs could be over come if you silence your tongue

My name went after choosen one threw out the slump

Sense of envy up in these other mennies brains i ????



[Chorus: Repeat-8x]



Whos the muthaphucka

I`m the muthaphucka

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[First Verse]

Nigga just came home from jail look how he played me

Kicked my door down took my shit an tied up my ol` lady

Now i`m just kick back broke poverty is still in my head hurtin

Cuz i know this nigga gotta be killed

My good side tellin me let`em slide cuz he aint worth bout my bad side

Tell me to kill`em cuz he deserve no mercy

Follow my bad side and put a feelin through healin

Any motherfucker seekin his business relentless

Thoughts goin through my mind nigga had tried to shine

I would be bout dat iron in this foolishness frame of mind

In the front door actin a donkey wit tha .44

Let a funky snatched the money handle business to momo

Tired of havin nothin wearin my brother`s clothes

Many times i got drove by niggas in front of hoes

You know how it be dogg you aint been ballin all your life

You was round dat bitch still dirty stealin bikes

Buildin escape mobile all fixin the grilled cheese

In the store breakin snaps crown derby a key



[Chorus: Repeat-8x]



Whos the muthaphucka

I`m the muthaphucka



[Verse Two]

You lil boys runnin wanna do somethin c`mon

I gotta somethin fo` lil bitch ass your potnas and your grandma

Cuz i`m on a killa playa hata type boy you

Dont ask me none of that ??? but i`ll take a lil of dat ???

Step and i`ll cut your breath short like its bestis

Should`ve had your mama sayin "lord mama child loved`em"

They say i`m losin weight boy whats wrong wit you

I`m hungry and i`m broke now brake me off wit a bone or two

I know a, nigga should be good for that ha?

But all that nigga had tol` is i aint got it right now

Lil bitch you not my round you hoes lay it down

Lemme get dat out your potnas better me than them coppas

Fa sho yo` hoe, tried to crown me on the block

You probably would`ve got me put dat nine wouldn`t stop

A witness scored a bag cuz your boy tried to slam me

Out chip ass sellin whammies busta wont see his family

I let dat nigga slide cuz i been in his shoes too

Like twenty-four-seven breath smellin like beaucoup



[Chorus: Repeat-8x]



Whos the muthaphucka

I`m the muthaphucka



[Verse Three]

I`m runnin wit dat gal thats after ??? niggas wit six figgas

To get wit his sign us a ????? wit no repayin

Now i`m in it lay wit`um it violate ten and fuck`em juv

Set up his to conduct an attitude

Look here

How many of you niggas ready to start big tymin

Look here

How many of you niggas wanna be ridin reclinin

Diamonds be shinin sippin on heinkens your mind was in a trans

Probably takin a chance to his baddest police

You kill in the peete and make a million a piece

And we`ll got off of the streets in there a house in the east

I know the answer is no so up into my dad

I`m screamin fuck yo` clangin tha five doe

Look here

When i was young i didnt hardly know shit

Bigga ballin would get the medocore nigga noticed

So i approach like i was coached refuse in the gun

Gangs could be over come if you silence your tongue

My name went after choosen one threw out the slump

Sense of envy up in these other mennies brains i ????



[Chorus: Repeat-8x]



Whos the muthaphucka

I`m the muthaphucka

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