Lyrical Breakdown of Same Hoes - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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In the club wit yo main thang Every week it's the same game Call that bitch a cool hop Got me feelin like 2 Pac I see the same hoes oh oh I see the same hoes yea yea I see the same hoes oh oh I see the same hoes yea yea Never fall in love with a bitch Never fall in love with a bitch Never fall in love with a bitch Let her fall in love with the dick I came through, 50 Bentleys Got my witness, got her digits, while I'm whippin Lames on the side, nigga name on the thigh Be the same whack bitch with them flowers on the side I told her bye bitch, bye bitch You can never fuck with my bitch She rock Tom Ford And I see you in them busted ass concords Tryna smoke my weed like a motherfuckin lawnmower Everywhere I go, every video I see One minute she with Drake, next minute she with me Heard she fucked with Kendrick and my nigga YG Heard she had two abortions last week She a ratchet, get it crackin every time she on her feet That bitch mouth a magnet to the motherfuckin D Word the D Yall, word to the motherfuckin D Especially when (Mustard on the beat, ho) In the club wit yo main thang Every week it's the same game Call that bitch a cool hop Got me feelin like 2 Pac I see the same hoes oh oh I see the same hoes yea yea I see the same hoes oh oh I see the same hoes yea yea Look, I would never fuck you cuz you broke And you can never fuck cuz you a ho I see you poking out that ass, I'm like so I'm runnin laps in these streets, bitch I know We out here buyin Benzes, out here buyin Rollies Her pussy getting beat the fuck up like Sony My nigga Chuck told me That nigga Ty told me had yo ass on Out here fuckin, all I hear is homies Took it down and Shawty got ran my brodies It's a cold ass game so I play it like Sony Nigga I soly swear to never love a bitch, fuck a bitch I be on some real Nipsey Hussle shit, fuck is this? 2014 sucka shit Hoes out here suckin dick, got B sprung and struck it rich And after that she fuckin split Pulled up on some fucking crips Some real B dogs and shit And all we do is dog a bitch I chase lube, not my balls and dick She eat good when she with you nigga, she'll starve with Nip AYE! In the club wit yo main thang Every week it's the same gang Call that bitch a cool hop Got me feelin like 2 Pac I see the same hoes oh oh I see the same hoes yea yea I see the same hoes oh oh I see the same hoes yea yea Hu$$le Dolla $ign And all we see is these same hoes Uh na na na na na Yea yea