Lyrical Breakdown of Hundreds - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Hundreds" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Chief Keef weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Hundreds" 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 Chief Keef 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 Chief Keef's narrative.
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I got a hunnid in my tec
I got hunnids in my pants
Got a hunnid on my neck
And a hunnid on my hands
And a hunnid on my hands
And a hunnid on my hands
Paid a hunnid for my whip
Hunnid guns up on my strip
Let a nigga try to rob me get a hunnid hollow tips
Got shooters in the hunnids, I got some that's not from here
Got a hunnid bitches tryna suck my cock from all the way here
Got a hunnid niggas with me, that's a volunteers
Dropping hunnids hunnids hunnids, get them ones up out of here
Got a hunnid for my AK12 that's a hunnid hunnid
Rep that block with my niggas yeah, them 3Hunna members
Got a hunnid in my robins, Balenciagas cost 6 hunnid
Give a pose and they go shot him got some shotters on to something
30 hundreds for my bed thot came over and I fucked her
And she know that she can't treat me, she know it's me and my weapon
Me and my weapons, me and my niggas
Let 100 niggas try me I'll burn em
Put bullets on niggas like a freckle
Coming real far with a wesson
I like that instrumental
Tryna count me some billions
Hunnid niggas here, a hunnid niggas there
Hunnid niggas everywhere with their guns in the air
Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo karma in the air
Hunnid dead bodies, hunnid damn sheriffs
Got money in my back pocket, money in my front pocket
I got hunnid in this fat rocket, I'ma let it bombard
And I be with the Simpsons, been feeling young Bart
And I got all this green with me, I look like a young tart
I got a hunnid in my tec
I got hunnids in my pants
Got a hunnid on my neck
And a hunnid on my hands
And a hunnid on my hands
And a hunnid on my hands
Paid a hunnid for my whip
Hunnid guns up on my strip
Let a nigga try to rob me get a hunnid hollow tips
Got shooters in the hunnids, I got some that's not from here
Got a hunnid bitches tryna suck my cock from all the way here
Got a hunnid niggas with me, that's a volunteers
Dropping hunnids hunnids hunnids, get them ones up out of here