Lyrical Breakdown of Where the Hoes At - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Snoop Dogg weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Where the Hoes At" 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 Snoop Dogg 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 Snoop Dogg's narrative.

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DPGC, You know what I'm throwin' up Yeaaa! Y'all niggaz know what time it is, yeah You know we about to get stupid in this motherfucker! Yeah, all my motherfuckin' gangsta's put your motherfuckin' hands in the air Who's the nigga that you love to hate? Don't debate, bust you - dead in your face Hold up! Wait a minute as I get down and dirty with it Smokin' my spinach, Dat Nigga Daz is a menace And I'm finna get gangsta with it I'm outta the cut with some shit that I wrote With my Dogghouse niggaz, so you know I must be dope but I. Rat-tat-tat-tat that ass What the fuck, Dat Nigga Daz won't stop Til' I get the cash I mash for the cars, and I'll bash your jaw Blue and grey khakis with the All-Star's Ten years of this gangsta shit Bumpin' your system front and back and you know that it's crip One nigga left the crew, somethin' we grew To my monumental niggaz that draped in all blue Greyed out, with the white trim Nike's With my first cousin Bigg Snoop Dogg right behind me Wanna die? Try me With them AK twins drop like siamese Get down to grindin', yo nigga, fuck signs Suge Knight is a fat bitch! HA HA I be the nigga with an all gat tucked in my drawers Why nigga? Cause I'm down by law D-O-double-G P-O-U-N-D, G-A-N-G-S-T-A C-R-I-P Tell me what time it is cuh,?? Showin' y'all? niggaz there's no love I thug it up, I slug it up, I tug it up I DPGC nigga, you know what I'm throwin' uuuuup! DPGC nigga, you know what I'm throwin' uuuuup! Yeah, and you know we gonna keep it gangsta up in this motherfucker Shit, I see my nigga Goldie Loc, what's up cuh! Still ridin', Eastsidin' Hittin' switches, slappin' bitches, makin' my riches Cold crippin', stay dippin', still rippin' Dippin' my cigarettes, fool I'm still trippin' Kick on back and ease your cool Cause everybody know that Daz and Goldie actin' fool Snoop in the Cadillac, rollin' up the whole sack I'm sitting in this motherfucker, holdin' on this mini-mack So say it ain't gangsta. You one of them Rollin' 21 five boys, nigga ain't ya? You got that right, now back your ass up here come them Criptonites I'm from the land of notorious gangstas (Long Beach!) With a big "Eastside" always crip hard and stay anxious Spittin' the heat, movin' the street Goldie Loc and D-A-Z, motherfucker! DPGC nigga, you know what I'm throwin' uuuuup! Yeah, Dat Nigga Daz is most definately in the motherfuckin' house Yeah, that's what I'm talkin' about, HA HA I can't quit givin' you niggaz the blues Double barrell shotty knockin' them niggaz right out their shoes Solo's and crews I... cock the tool and rebuild the nigga whole frame and burnin' this fuse I wasn't born to lose I know your mind, your heart, your soul ain't what it seems to be When the cannon explode you and your boys is history I told the story of a lifetime, came back with the right rhyme 2003 yeah it's all mine So bow down and recognize to a boss I made the shit up nigga, so how you talk You better walk the walk before your ass get chalked See I stalk the street nigga day and dark I spark the flame, I'll leave you niggaz all ashamed With The Gang motherfucker we blast and maintain You on the wrong side of the set, motherfucker roll it up DPGC nigga, you know what I'm throwin' uuuuup! Yeah! HA HA, you know what I'm throwin' uuuuup! DPGC nigga, you know what I'm throwin' uuuuup! And it just don't stop, Dogghoused the fuck out Like to say what's up to my cousin Bigg Snoop Dogg Goldie Loc, Tray Deee, my nigga Soopafly Mr. B-A-D, Mr. Kane, Latoia Williams, my nigga E-White And I am Dat Nigga Daz And we gonna keep it Dogghoused out motherfucker! So all y'all can suuuck these nuts Now... you understand what we sayin'? DPGC... Dogghouse Dat Nigga D-A-Z, L-B-C Eastside for lizie Can you dig it? Oh ya, by the way, Suge Knight is a fat, dick suckin', hatin' ass bitch... fucker! Oh ya, fuck your wife too No singin' ass bitch Got Dr. Dre's dick on her breath