Lyrical Breakdown of Gang - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Gang" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how 21 Savage weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Gang" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
- Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that 21 Savage employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
- Syllable Pattern Insights: Dive deeper into the structural elements of the lyrics. See how the syllable count varies across the song, adding a unique rhythm and flow to 21 Savage's narrative.
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Gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang (gang), gang (gang), gang (21), gang (21)
Gang (gang), gang (gang) (21) gang, gang (F12)
Gang (gang), gang (gang), gang (gang), gang (21)
Gang (gang), gang (21), gang (21), gang (gang), gang
Bitch, you can't hang with the gang (the gang)
I don't give a fuck 'bout no stain (no stain)
Ran off with your money, you lame (you lame)
And then I went bought me a chain (a chain)
Gang (gang), gang (gang), gang (gang), gang (gang)
Gang (gang), gang (gang), gang (gang), gang (gang)
I pull up and fuck on your main (your main)
That Rollie that's on me, it's plain (it's plain)
My shooters, they cock it and aim (they what?)
Then send a few shots at your brain (pa-pow)
I pull up and fuck on your main (21) 21, nigga, the gang (21)
I know a few niggas who changed (they changed), I could never ever change (nah)
Hit the cup and switch lanes (skrr)
Hit the gas and switch lanes (skrr)
I'm nothin' like these lames (lames)
I really sold cocaine (I what?)
I run up a check and I fuck it up (I what?)
I fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up (what?)
You play with the gang, we gon' fuck you up (blaow)
You know that we strapped, nigga, buckle up (grrah!)
I cut on the stove and the water (skrr, skrr)
Them diamonds, they on me, they water (oh)
I don't give a fuck 'bout your daughter
You play with the gang, you get slaughtered (what?)
That's 200 hunnid thousand in cash (200 hunnid in cash, what?)
200 all over my dash (my dash), 12 get behind me, I smash (I smash)
These niggas, they try to be friendly
You know that these bitches, they friendly
We not gon' show you no pity (21)
Pull up and murder your bity
Bleh, bleh, bleh, bleh
Y'all nigga know the fuck what's happenin', nigga
Fuck you mean? 21, 21, 21
Gang (gang), gang (gang), gang (gang), gang (21)
Gang (gang), gang (21), gang (21), gang (gang), gang
Bitch, you can't hang with the gang (the gang)
I don't give a fuck 'bout no stain (no stain)
Ran off with your money, you lame (you lame)
And then I went bought me a chain (a chain)
Gang (gang), gang (gang), gang (gang), gang (gang)
Gang (gang), gang (gang), gang (gang), gang (gang)
I pull up and fuck on your main (your main)
That Rollie that's on me, it's plain (it's plain)
My shooters, they cock it and aim (they what?)
Then send a few shots at your brain (pa-pow)
I don't give a fuck 'bout no mo'fuckin' stain (give a fuck 'bout your stain)
Ran off on my plug and I bought me a chain (a chain, a chain)
A watch and a ring (skrr), a watch and a ring? (Woo!)
Yeah, a watch and a ring (woo)
Ayy, I'm watchin' your main (21)
Pull up on your bitch (pull up on your bitch)
Make her suck on a dick (suck on a dick), she fucking the clique (she fucking the clique)
Ayy, she loving the clique (she loving the clique)
We ain't loving no bitch (we ain't loving no bitch), we chasin' money and shit (skrr)
Pull up in foreigns and shit (skrr, skrr)
That pussy get boring and shit
I'd rather go get me some head (head)
Blue hunnids, I wish they was red (bleh)
You try me, you know that you dead (bleh, bleh)
You pussy, I know that you scared
I keep me a .30 (I keep me a .30), these bitches be thirsty (these bitches be thirsty)
You know that we working (you know that we working)
You know that we serving (21)
Yeah nigga, 21 gang, nigga
Y'all nigga know the fuck goin' on, nigga
Still on the bullshit, nigga, 21, 21, 21
Gang (gang), gang (gang), gang (21), gang (gang)
Gang (21), gang (21), gang (gang), (gang) gang
Bitch, you can't hang with the gang (the gang)
I don't give a fuck 'bout no stain (no stain)
Ran off with your money, you lame (you lame)
And then I went bought me a chain (a chain)
Gang (gang), gang (gang), gang (gang), gang (gang)
Gang (gang), gang (gang), gang (gang), gang (gang)
I pull up and fuck on your main (your main)
That Rollie that's on me, it's plain (it's plain)
My shooters, they cock it and aim (they what?)
Then send a few shots at your brain (pa-pow)