Lyrical Breakdown of My Hood - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "My Hood" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Gucci Mane weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "My Hood" 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 Gucci Mane 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 Gucci Mane's narrative.
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Gucci Mane, Laflare (Gucci Gucci)
Laflare Entertainment (Laflare)
Young CEO,
I'm the boss man around here (I'm the boss)
East Atlanta Zone 6, that's my hood
That's my hood, nigga, that's my hood
Glenwood to Grountry Road, that's my hood
That's my hood, nigga, that's my hood
Rolla 1st to flat show, nigga that's my hood
That's my hood, nigga, that's my hood
I can't forget Counter Road, that's my hood
That's my hood, nigga, that's my hood
Gangsta biddin' everybody coppin'
Niggas walkin' out wit bags like they goin' shoppin'
I'm on tha PlayStation, playin' Grand Thief
I had a 100 bricks I got 3 left
Shootin' see lows middle of tha day
I bet a 100 grand, da nigga iced away
5:45 in tha afternoon
98 degrees and it's tha 1st of June
Niggas goin' in, niggas gettin' out
Everybody strap and they griped out
12:00 on tha dot, midnight
Bet 50 grand on a pit fight
6:43 and I'm wakin' up
Cookin' cocaine and it's cakin' up
9:00 on da dot, rush hour
First you get the money then you get the power
East Atlanta Zone 6, that's my hood
That's my hood, nigga, that's my hood
Glenwood to Grountry Road, that's my hood
That's my hood, nigga, that's my hood
Rolla 1st to flat show, nigga that's my hood
That's my hood, nigga, that's my hood
I can't forget Counter Road, that's my hood
That's my hood, nigga, that's my hood
Money real dirty, 9:30
Got a trap to catch fo' a Quarter Birdie
10:45, quarter to 11
AK 47 and a Mac 11
1:17, my trap bunkin'
If you from tha hood then you sellin' something
2:22, time to cook a deuce
To my lil' partner, I call his ass tha truth
3:34, time to swing tha doe
9600 fo' a pound of dro
4:46, trunk fulla bricks
Can't stop trappin' til I'm fithy rich
Dropped out of school, 1998
Bought a box Chevy and a half of cake
2k3 hit a LIC
100 pounds of weed, 50 bricks
East Atlanta Zone 6, that's my hood
That's my hood, nigga, that's my hood
Glenwood to Grountry Road, that's my hood
That's my hood, nigga, that's my hood
Rolla 1st to flat show, nigga that's my hood
That's my hood, nigga, that's my hood
I can't forget Counter Road, that's my hood
That's my hood, nigga, that's my hood
Age 13, I'm a trap star
Paid a 50 slab fo' a junky car
School's still in but I'm at home
Standin' on tha corner wit some uazone
Turned 15 and I'm trapped out
Bet a 100 dollars just to crap out
17 now and I'm on tha grind
Neva stand in line at tha 55 Dime
19 years, blood sweat and tears
Sellin' inner tubes like Good Year
21, now I'm a grown up
So, when you call my phone it's a zone up
Age 25, and it's gettin' worst
18.5, fo' a hook and verse
'Fo I turn 30, I be 30 plus
Swimmin' in tha bucks like Scrooge McDuck
East Atlanta Zone 6, that's my hood
That's my hood, nigga, that's my hood
Glenwood to Grountry Road, that's my hood
That's my hood, nigga, that's my hood
Rolla 1st to flat show, nigga that's my hood
That's my hood, nigga, that's my hood
I can't forget Counter Road, that's my hood
That's my hood, nigga, that's my hood