Lyrical Breakdown of Analize The Game - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
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- Lyric Overview: Witness how Too Short weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Analize The Game" 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 Too Short employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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Why, why she hoein' man?
Why's she hoein', you ain't knowin'?
Oh, you know why
Why is she prostitutin' her body, bitch
Analyze the game and tell me why, 'cause pimpin' won't die
All these tricks want pussy to buy, the pimpin' won't die
You can analyze the game and tell me why, 'cause pimpin' can't die
All these tricks want pussy to buy, pimpin' won't die bitch
Why she hoein', you ain't knowin'
About all them dicks she be blowin', bitch, where you goin'?
Bring yo' ass back, here right now
Cook my food, and clean my house
Put my dick in yo' mouth
Hell naw bitch, you ain't goin' out
You better realize she's a ho by nature
Takes one to know one fo' sho' I'm a player
She ain't really happy 'less she lickin' a dick
With a sucker-ass nigga that be trickin' an' shit
You can't train the pussy by lockin' it up
Raw dickin' the pussy and knockin' it up (no)
She still gon' be a ho and a baby by you don't mean shit
What kind of player are you? Let's get rich
Run the game with no glitch
Look her in the eye and say, bitch
Analyze the game and tell me why, 'cause pimpin' won't die
As long as these tricks want pussy to buy, the pimpin' won't die
You can analyze the game and tell me why
You know the pimpin' can't die, bitch
As long as you believe I'll never lie, can't die
Ain't no need for you to front (no)
Keep it real with these hoes, they give you what you want
Tell the bitch, you wanna fuck (yeah)
If she say no, so what?
'Cause all you really wanna do is get this cash
Pull hundred dollar bills out a bitch's ass
Too many niggaz with the wrong agenda
Can't love the bitch, turned around to pimp her
Make your wife your ho and your ho your wife
You can't do this dumb shit your whole life
That ain't pimpin' you need to let that go
Run home to your wife and forget that ho
Analyze the game and tell me why it won't die
As long as these tricks want pussy to buy, this pimpin' won't die
You can analyze the game and tell me why the pimpin' won't die
As long as you believe, I'll never tell a lie
Nigga you all straight lines and fo' corners
Squarer than a motherfucker, Oakland, California
That's where I got my name, I never could change
Runnin' through the streets of the O is to blame, mayne
You always frontin', whassup wit' you?
You either do what you told or tell people what to do
Are you a boss or a worker, you big pimpin'
All by yourself and ain't got no women
Analyze the game, please tell me why the pimpin' won't die
As long as these tricks want pussy to buy, pimpin' can't die
You can analyze the game and tell me why
Ya know the pimpin' won't die as long as you believe I'll never lie
Pimps up hoes down, bitch
Analyze the game and tell me why it won't die
All these tricks want pussy to buy, the pimpin' won't die
Analyze the game and tell me why, can't die
All my bitches know I don't lie, this pimpin' will never die, bitch