Lyrical Breakdown of Deuces - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Deuces" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Freddie Gibbs weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Deuces" 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 Freddie Gibbs 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 Freddie Gibbs's narrative.

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Young Chop on the beat Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Nigga can you move it, yeah Nigga can you move it, yeah Choppin' up the yayo, on the table can you move it We just making money let these haters make excuses Had to drop my bitch she thought the dick was too exclusive Jump back in my foreign thang and shot that bitch the deuces Choppin' up the yayo, on the table can you move it We just making money let these haters make excuses Had to drop my bitch she thought the dick was too exclusive Jump back in my foreign thang and shot that bitch the deuces Deuces, deuces Ya bitch I shot that bitch the deuces, deuces Got rich and shot that bitch the deuces, deuces Ya bitch I shot that bitch the deuces, deuces Yeah Gangster Gibbs never gave no fucks Keep at least 5 hitters in the trunk Got a nigga tip-toeing through the town, lay them motherfucka's down roll the windows up Let the K blow his windows out Hit his house put the thang in his mouth When you fucking with some niggas that don't give a fuck about a life sentence this is how it goes down This is how it goes down Turn the lights off Walk back drive back get your popped off Set 'em straight yellow tape nigga white chalk Solo cuz a fuck nigga might talk Solo cuz a fuck nigga might switch But next time caught money get it right bitch Cuz man I know a motherfucker that hit his own mother for a little bit of brown and the white shit So how you live nigga? And it's say ABK all day everyday till the day I die (the day I die) Young nigga drug dealer got his squad full of killas and they all gon' ride (all gon' ride) So it's ABK all day everyday till the day I die (the day I die) Young nigga drug dealer got his squad full of killas and they all gonna ride, yeah Choppin' up the yayo, on the table can you move it We just making money let these haters make excuses Had to drop my bitch she thought the dick was too exclusive Jump back in my foreign thang and shot that bitch the deuces Choppin' up the yayo, on the table can you move it We just making money let these haters make excuses Had to drop my bitch she thought the dick was too exclusive Jump back in my foreign thang and shot that bitch the deuces Deuces, deuces Ya bitch I shot that bitch the deuces, deuces Got rich and shot the bitch the deuces, deuces Ya bitch I shot that bitch the deuces, deuces Yeah Niggas gang banging in the deuces Niggas 'caine slanging in the deuces Before the foreign thang was on the forgiatos on a box chevy on deuces Had the candy thang and yo the trunk would bang like an orangoutang da bitch stupid When she fucked with you, then she a buster too, she don't leave with me the bitch losing And niggas just got a motherfucking nine off Crack rock cook it up dry it off Nigga want to stay for a half a thang, but Imma peel his fucking cap then slide off And a nigga just got a motherfucking nine off Crack rock cook it up dry it off Nigga gettin' figures in the motherfucking heroin business them dope fiends tie it off, god damn And it's ABK all day everyday till the day I die (day I die) Young nigga drug dealer got his squad full of killas and they all gon' ride (they all gon' ride) Say it's ABK all day everyday till the day I die (day I die) Young nigga drug dealer got his squad full of killas and they all gonna ride Choppin' up the yayo, on the table can you move it We just making money let these haters make excuses Had to drop my bitch she thought the dick was too exclusive Jump back in my foreign thang and shot that bitch the deuces Choppin' up the yayo, on the table can you move it We just making money let these haters make excuses Had to drop my bitch she thought the dick was too exclusive Jump back in my foreign thang and shot that bitch the deuces Deuces, deuces Ya bitch I shot that bitch the deuces, deuces Got rich and shot that bitch the deuces, deuces Ya bitch I shot that bitch the deuces, deuces Got rich and shot that bitch the deuces