Lyrical Breakdown of Whole Crowd - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Whole Crowd" 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 "Whole Crowd" 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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(Sosa on the beat) I don't like lil' bets, I win whole pots (fff beep, whole pots nigga) I don't like lil' hoes, I get old thots (old thots bitch) I like new guap and old guap (old guap bitch) 'Member letting tools pop in O'block (bang bang, O'block bitch) Ain't no more verses, that shit sold out (fff sold out bitch) I don't like white nigga, bring that gold out (bring that gold out nigga) Smoking on this green dope it's so loud (it's so loud bitch, tooka) I got enough Tooka for the whole crowd (dope nigga, for the whole crowd bitch, dope nigga) Aye aye aye aye aye Walk up in the show that shit sold out (that shit sold out, fff beep) And we walk up in the show with poles out (with poles out, grah bang) Let a nigga try me, he get blown down (he get blown down, grah bang) Referee whistle, I am so foul (whistle, I am so foul, gang) If you ain't know nigga, now you know now (now you know now, bang) I'm in my BD stance, ten toes down (ten toes down, 2-4, gang) Life a roller coaster bitch it Glo round (it Glo round, bitch) Went and scooped some kicks, finna go and scoop your hoe now (scoop your hoe now, right now nigga) When I hit the bank, I am so proud (fff beep bih) Just got some money in and it so loud (fff beep, fff beep) You smoke dirty weed that ain't no loud (that ain't no dope nigga) Boy that pack for kids that is so child (that is so child nigga) Pull up on your bitch (skrt) then take off wild (skrt skrt skrt, take off wild) I push it to the limit I'm Rick Ross now (I'm rick ross now, gang, gang bitch aye gang, aye gang aye) I don't like lil' bets, I win whole pots (fff beep, whole pots nigga) I don't like lil' hoes, I get old thots (old thots nigga) I like new guap and old guap (old guap nigga) 'Member letting tools pop in O'block (O'block, bang) Ain't no more verses that shit sold out (that shit sold out bitch) I don't like white nigga, bring that gold out (bring that gold out nigga) Smoking on this green dope, it's so loud (it's so loud nigga) I got enough Tooka for the whole crowd (dope, for the whole crowd, who wanna smoke nigga?) Aye aye aye I got enough Tooka for the whole crowd (dope, whole crowd) Who wanna smoke now? I got dope now (dope now bitch, that tooka) I got a lotta pack, lotta thrax Lotta X (aye, aye), lotta flats bitch (lotta dat), lotta narcotics bitch (aye aye aye) I pop a flat (aye), and I'm in that, at your neck bitch (at your neck bitch) Catch you lacking (what?), should of had your asses bitch (bang bang, had your asses bitch) Pull up in that wolf (skrt, wolf) this is not a Lex bitch (this is not a Lex bitch) She like "ain't you Chief Keef," I'm like "Yes bitch" (I'm like "Yes bitch") Bitch nigga it's cracking (it's cracking, gang, gang bitch) Get up off the porch, no lacking (no lackin' bitch) Ride up on you slide the door back, audience clappin' (audience clappin', bang bang) We take what you taxes, split it up like magic (fff beep, aye aye, fff beep, bitch) Ayy ayy ayy nigga I don't like lil' bets, I win whole pots (fff beep, whole pots nigga) I don't like lil' hoes, I get old thots (old thots bitch) I like new guap and old guap (old guap bitch) 'Member letting tools pop in O'block (O'block nigga, bang bang) Ain't no more verses, that shit sold out (fff) I don't like white nigga, bring that gold out (bring that gold out nigga) Smoking on this green dope, it's so loud (it's so loud nigga) I got enough Tooka for the whole crowd (dope, for the whole crowd nigga) Aye, I got the dope nigga For the whole crowd nigga Who want the smoke nigga? For the whole crowd I got the dope I got enough motherfuckin' Tooka for the fuckin' whole crowd I got the dope