Who Sang Who's tha M.F.? Juvenile

Juvenile Solja Rags cover art
Credits
publisher: ©Universal Music Publishing Group
writers: Byron O. Thomas, Terius Gray
release date: 1997-5-13
genres: Hip Hop
styles: Gangsta
length: 5:10
[First Verse]
***** just came home from jail look how he played me
Kicked my door down took my **** an tied up my ol' lady
Now i'm just kick back broke poverty is still in my head hurtin
'cause i know this ***** gotta be killed
My good side tellin me let'em slide 'cause he ain't worth bout my bad side
Tell me to kill'em 'cause he deserve no mercy
Follow my bad side and put a feelin through healin
Any ************ seekin his business relentless
Thoughts goin through my mind ***** 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 *****s in front of hoes
You know how it be dogg you ain't been ballin all your life
You was round dat ***** still dirty stealin bikes
Buildin escape mobile all fixin the grilled cheese
In the store breakin snaps crown derby a key

Chorus: Repeat-8x

who's the muthaphucka
I'm the muthaphucka

[Verse Two]
You lil boys runnin want to do somethin c'mon
I gotta somethin fo' lil ***** *** your potnas and your grandma
'cause i'm on a killa playa hata type boy you
don't 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 what's wrong wit you
I'm hungry and i'm broke now brake me off wit a bone or two
I know a, ***** should be good for that ha?
But all that ***** had tol' is i ain't got it right now
Lil ***** 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 'cause your boy tried to slam me
Out chip *** sellin whammies busta won't see his family
I let dat ***** slide 'cause i been in his shoes too
Like twenty-four-seven breath smellin like beaucoup

Chorus: Repeat-8x

who's the muthaphucka
I'm the muthaphucka

[Verse Three]
I'm runnin wit dat gal that's after ??? *****s 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 ****'em juv
Set up his to conduct an attitude
Look here
How many of you *****s ready to start big tymin
Look here
How many of you *****s want to 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 **** yo' clangin tha five doe
Look here
When i was young i didn't hardly know ****
Bigga ballin would get the medocore ***** 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 chosen one threw out the slump
Sense of envy up in these other mennies brains i ????

Chorus: Repeat-8x

who's the muthaphucka
I'm the muthaphucka



Tracklist
CD 1
  • 1 Ziggly Wiggly
  • 2 Solja Rag
  • 3 I Did That
  • 4 Roll With 'em
  • 5 Pimpinabitch
  • 6 Livin in the Project
  • 7 Who's tha M.F.
  • 8 Hide Out or Ride Out
  • 9 Spittin Game
  • 10 3rd Ward Solja
  • 11 Welcome 2 tha Section
  • 12 Money on the Couch
  • 13 That's How It Be Happening
  • 14 Solja Rag (radio version)

  • Album Information
    label: Cash Money Records
    country(area): United States
    format: CD
    barcode: 601215316629
    script: Latin