Lyrical Breakdown of Ridin' With the AK - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Ridin' With the AK" 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 "Ridin' With the AK" 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.
- 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 DJ Drama's narrative.
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I I I I be on that on that all night Man I be on that all day
Straight up boy if you want me I'll be ridin with that k k k k k k k k
Time and time again I gotta grab my phone and call Lil Wayne
Let me use your throw away cause niggas out here playin, mang
They just don't get it till I pop the trunk and come back with it
Barrel on the burner big enough to spit a hundred midgets
I'm from the crescent city, moving nothing less than fifty
That's more shells than you'll find in the seat
And you don't need to know your alphabets to recognize a G
I'm in the lambo making doughnuts like I work for Krispy Kreme
Excuse my flossin', dawg I'm still known to tote a snub
Niggas thought I lost all my blikas in that Katrina flood
I still got big you MAC-11 from '97
Sometimes you gotta show niggas better than you can tell them
I be on that gangster shit straight up on that gangster shit
I be on that straight up on that I be on that gangster shit I I I I be on that on that all night Man I be on that all day
Straight up boy if you want me I'll be ridin' with that
K who want it k who want it k who want it k uh I'm on that gangster shit I'm on that gangster shit Chevys ridin' swerving off mufflers stuffed with dro and blow
Mack Maine, Young Money, motto's still, "Fuck a ho"
Burners on the front seat in case a hater come that close
Bodies drop when the shotty pop they'll probably make your body rock
Body rock, yep, nigga, lean with it rock with it
Thang that make you lean, I be seen round the clock with it
See I don't stop with it, hustle for that new money
Smelling like them new hundreds diarrhea loop runnin'
See I just recruit something that help me move it every day
More workers than Mary Kay, vibin to that mary j
I'm off the chain like free slaves, bitch, I'm bout my chips
I'm Mack Maine, bitch, I'm on that gangster shit
Time and time again I gotta turn around and tell C-Dawg
Grab this ak off my back or theres gonna be blood all on them dawg
Clip longer than a bitch if a nigga trip pop it on in give a nigga that shit
Pull it right over and park your whip, everybody better run when the trunk gone lift
Shit the only thing I'm runnin from myself with a gun when the po po come
The nigga that talk ain't talking bout nothing, I'm a rude boy, I murder for fun
I'm hot bitch worse than the sun, I'm the Birdman's son, I'm the chosen one
I'm the god just looking for a nun, I'm the president my job here is done
Lean with it lean with it lean with it and snap your fingers
Make ya lean with it make ya lean with it make 'em lean with it now play the hook
Lets stab 'em in they chest and show 'em that we root lets boom get shot
We bout to stab 'em in they chest and keep my motherfuckin name boom
Get shot, bitch