Lyrical Breakdown of Three Zero Zero - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Three Zero Zero" 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 "Three Zero Zero" 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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Hey, hey
Put ya sets up, Put ya gats up, hey
Bitch I got now fuck who next up, hey
Walk up in the store with my check up, hey
Walk up in that office where my check at
Or I'm a blow this bitch, on my exploding shit
They like you the man Sosa but I know this shit
They like please calm down Sosa but I won't for shit
Blow my gun at anyone on my 3hunnid shit
Rambo rambo we comin' through like rambo
Gun tote ahunnid ammo 3hunnid animal
But don't make me call them Spartans have 3hunnid at ya door
They ain't got no swords bitch they got choppas at ya door bang bang, hey
I got my locksmith at cha door, hey, hey he pick ya lock we enter slow, hey
Bitch no talking, bitch no bossin', hey
Then we out like vaminos, hey
Her mouth on my D I'm like no teeth, hey
She gave me the knee knee and I went weak,hey
Bitch no twitter beef go call the police, hey
3hunnid shit my pistol with me and I'm gone squeeze, hey
Put ya sets up, Put ya gats up, hey
Bitch I got now fuck who next up, hey
Walk up in the store with my check up
Walk up in that office where my check at
Or I'm a blow this bitch, on my exploding shit
They like you the man Sosa but I know this shit
They like "Please calm down, Sosa", but I won't for shit
Blow my gun at anyone on my 300 shit
3hunna 3hunna bitch I'm still 3hunnid
I still rep big D don't I, I still got my heat don't I, hey
Keep runnin' keep runnin' and I'm a keep blowing
I'm a catch a mother fucker every night and every morning, bang bang hey
She seen my ice she think it's snowin', hey
You try to take my ice bitch thank the morning, hey
Is you gone wake up to thank the lord, hey
Glow up like wake up you can't avoid, hey
If you don't smell the coffee we come through chalkin', hey
Have this pistol on me come through sparkin', hey
I have my dogs with me come through barkin', hey
You ain't have no fucking business talking, hey
Aye, boy yo dogs some yorkies, hey
Shitzu boy yo dogs some puppies, hey
My dogs pitbulls they talk with glocks and forties, hey
The cops grab me ain't talkin' without my lawyer, hey
I'm still coolin' with my youngins, hey
You keep it 1hunnid bitch I keep it 3hunnid, hey
I'm boolin' with my youngins, hey
I kill yo ass you foolin' with my money, hey