Slaughterhouse - Who The Fuck Are You? lyrics
[Slaughterhouse - Who The Fuck Are You? lyrics]
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
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
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
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
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
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 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, 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
Kept my end of the bargain
Was always Joe to you
Which made you feel entitled like
Shit was owed to you it's mandated
Some things you just supposed to do
You fucked me so hard it was easy
To see the hoe in you
On the record, certain shit is expected
Like die for it if you rep it
If you don't then we won't respect it
I'm talking real nigga ethics
If I'm down pick me up
Not step on me to get a pick me up
Where did you pick this up?
Cause the money change everything around you
And if it don't happen now then it's bound to
I don't need a jury to decide
You kick dirt on my name
I'll just assume you trying to bury it alive
Stand by your word
Because retracting is weak
Don't sell your soul to the devil
Then come back with receipts
Now you broke and left for trail
But we can track the deceit
And no you ain't leave me a choice
This is how it rather it be it's Joe
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
My nigga something is wrong
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
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
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
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
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
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 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, 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
Kept my end of the bargain
Was always Joe to you
Which made you feel entitled like
Shit was owed to you it's mandated
Some things you just supposed to do
You fucked me so hard it was easy
To see the hoe in you
On the record, certain shit is expected
Like die for it if you rep it
If you don't then we won't respect it
I'm talking real nigga ethics
If I'm down pick me up
Not step on me to get a pick me up
Where did you pick this up?
Cause the money change everything around you
And if it don't happen now then it's bound to
I don't need a jury to decide
You kick dirt on my name
I'll just assume you trying to bury it alive
Stand by your word
Because retracting is weak
Don't sell your soul to the devil
Then come back with receipts
Now you broke and left for trail
But we can track the deceit
And no you ain't leave me a choice
This is how it rather it be it's Joe
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
My nigga something is wrong