Lyrical Breakdown of Makin Money Smokin - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Makin Money Smokin" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how DJ Drama weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Makin Money Smokin" 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 DJ Drama employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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{Makin' money smokin' weed nigga frontin' nigga bleed
Makin' money fuckin' hoes nigga that's just how it goes}
This ain't rap it's a drive by
This shit is real catch yo man slipin walkin outtaa popeyes
The bullets fly though your bag fly through your drink
The bullets cut a man down blood on your mink
There's blood in the street you see the crowd forming
You had a show for the the crowd you puttin on performing
Take a bow it's kinda hard you on the ground twitching
Your brotha hoppin you recover downtown snitching
I know who did it the niggas from the other side
They recognise my face and know ma brother right
Menwile in the hood chevis still rollin'the fiends still smokin'
The cops still patrolling sing sing is the shooters the gargoyles
How you want it you can get it beefchar boil
The mongolian we get them forties in
Down south trafficking bring your homie in
{Makin' money smokin' weed nigga frontin' nigga bleed
Makin' money fuckin' hoes nigga that's just how it goes}
Welcome to the midwest firearm
Central mad traphouses and dope ain't rentals
In the club stunting we sweating mad bitches
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Flick it up homie lift it up homie
Hennesy it's a tab pick it up homie
U pick it up nigga I ain't payin for shit
I'll see you outside I'm spraying ma shit
{Makin' money smokin' weed nigga frontin' nigga bleed
Makin' money fuckin' hoes nigga that's just how it goes}
It's money weed and crack police cars and guns
Leather coats and cardiers air ones
Where I'm from it's real for the cromas we kill
For a piece of the pie somebody gotta die
And not to mention the whole thing
A key loyd buck fifty yo face no co creme
It's mad obituaries printed out like kincoes
We gettin' money gettin' high nigga poppin' click o
{Makin' money smokin' weed nigga frontin' nigga bleed
Makin' money fuckin' hoes nigga that's just how it goes}
See it used to be money power respect
Now it's money power respect and Hip-Hop
And it take a naton a millions to hold us back
Call me public enemy number 1
Nigga AMG embassy
This is how it's done