Lyrical Breakdown of Yayo East Coast Remix - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Jadakiss weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Yayo East Coast Remix" 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 Jadakiss employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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You know when you hear that haaa Montana, remix Yayo All I know is yayo, every time she hit the block that ho she be on go mode And if you try to rob me, swear to God that be a no-no Sauced up and I'm loco and you niggas know so Shout out to my day-o, inni yayo That white shit put me on the bread, I should call it mayo And my niggas go all out, I should call 'em 'ayo That choppa lay you down, you can't get up, I call it k.o Yeah, J.O., that's what I call jump off Your baby baby momma on the dick, and she don't wanna jump off Sucka found out, hit the roof and jumped off It's fucked up that a jump off, made a nigga jump off Yeah, Pablo, Griselda and Chapo Bitch we live like King Pin, vacation in Cabo Bossed up, El Fabo, no money, no hablo Q bottle or hablo, all I know is yayo (nice) Yayo All I know is yayo, every time she hit the block that ho she be on go mode And if you try to rob me, swear to God that be a no-no Sauced up and I'm loco and you niggas know so Yayo All I know is yayo, every time she hit the block that ho she be on go mode And if you try to rob me, swear to God that be a no-no Sauced up and I'm loco and you niggas know so Yeah, yayo, yeah, I just say yayo, taste just like the Candy Cane But why done deal the pistol? And why d'you try to play me, and you know you selling guapo? When you with the boss, then I got to say so Aye, oh no, hit these licks like oh no Counting all this mula paper, you can call it mucho 'Cause I be rockin' all this paper, movin' weight like macho I be eatin' nacho, cheese, guapo Aye, vato, holler at amigo And he gon' get them bricks and wrap 'em tighter than burrito I let 'em know I need them for the low, he need it pronto He gon' ship 'em off, pffiu, torpedo Yayo All I know is yayo, every time she hit the block that ho she be on go mode And if you try to rob me, swear to God that be a no-no Sauced up and I'm loco and you nigga know so Yayo All I know is yayo, every time she hit the block that ho she be on go mode And if you try to rob me, swear to God that be a no-no Sauced up and I'm loco and you niggas know so Yayo, yayo, all I know is yayo It feels some type away, y'all niggas know I let that K go Couple dudes is nice, the rest of y'all just in the away though The coke is from Colombia, the kush is from LA tho I get it in the mail, I got some people on the pay-roll Let it sit they like it even better if when its a day-old Money sure will get you either shot, stab or K.O Wheneva I say go, y'all know, they know Extendo out the window, motherfucker, broad day-do Devil with the pitchfork or the angel with the halo Spanish mami with me, fat ass J-Lo she ask me what I do I told her all I knew is yayo Yayo All I know is yayo, every time she hit the block that ho she be on go mode And if you try to rob me, swear to God that be a no-no Sauced up and I'm loco and you nigga know so Yayo All I know is yayo, every time she hit the block that ho she be on go mode And if you try to rob me, swear to God that be a no-no Sauced up and I'm loco and you niggas know so Aye, it's yayo, on the block, when it's hot like mohfucka Per shot, homies cut, like mohfucka Homie church was shot for the fiends lovin' These niggas on the block sellin' all day, These niggas livin' like Penny Hardawway Nigga plus a whole bird now sellin' ounce for ounce Make you more money, part, that's a hard a way Niggas just got out on motherfuckin' bail He just got a pack in the motherfuckin' mail Plus the open sea I smell niggas like Oh, that's that Scarface Oh, this shit look salty, oh it smell so taunting We movin' work like hova move the nets to Barclays Oh, we them niggas, oh, we got them hittaz Oh, that yayo bakin' soda free, unlike yo niggas Hold up, shh, on the phone niggas, don't talk now Get in that interrogation room and they bitch (haa) Yayo, all we need is yayo, killers on the payroll Clap, you sniff some yayo, Dikeman got that yayo Heights got that yayo, Forlter got that yayo Broadway got that yayo Yayo yayo trafficking that yayo If they pull us over, buju bantonwith that yayo Bucu with that yayo Cucu with that yayo Soda all inside, chicken noodle with that yayo Pablo and Diego swallowin' that yayo Flights from Republic, damn it doodoo in that yayo My nigga down south got a plug on that yayo Catch me up top 'bout fifty for that yayo Yayo, coke boy, all I know is yayo