Lyrical Breakdown of Watch Yo Back - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Watch Yo Back" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Trina weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Watch Yo Back" 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 Trina employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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Better watch your back there boy
Get on your square or my gun'll beat your chain
Got the nigga figured out
Showin' you off, tellin' shit ain't the same
Go ahead and kick him out, cut him up
Catch him sleepin' fuck him up
Only he must not know your name
Pimpin' is a deadly game
Watch your back there boy
Get on your square or my gun'll beat your chain
Got the nigga figured out
Showin' you off, tellin' shit ain't the same
Go ahead and kick him out, cut him up
Catch him sleepin' fuck him up
Only he must not know your name
Pimpin' is a deadly game
Oh nigga you mad now actin bad pullin out your gas
Its not all you care about its cash so my feelings they asked out
And its so sad how I do fo you
Be da woman come through fo you
When you do wrong police come through fo you
(I even break the truth fo you) but the fact of the matter is
Nigga you gon' love who you gon' love
You gon' trust who you gon' trust, you gon' fuck who you gon' fuck
But you wont trust me, no way no how
Ya gotta give ya whole life fo a nigga nowadays
Cant be in yo house, cant even speak yo mouth
Cant even beat him down
Why the fuck is this so crazy, derranged that im into your thang
Brings misery and pain
Plus they call us lame bitches and heiffers and sluts
Think your nut is gonna heal my bruises and battles and cuts
Bitch y'all better get tough
And at the same time y'all better lock the game
And re-rock the game get a glock ready
Sit back cock and aim
And try and stop the pain 'cause ya got alot to gain
Instead of sittin home waitin on niggas to call
Puttin 911 in their beepers and all
We dont deserve this at all y'all
Better watch your back there boy
Get on your square or my gun'll beat your chain
Got the nigga figured out
Showin' you off, tellin' shit ain't the same
Go ahead and kick him out, cut him up
Catch him sleepin' fuck him up
Only he must not know your name
Pimpin' is a deadly game
Watch your back there boy
Get on your square or my gun'll beat your chain
Got the nigga figured out
Showin' you off, tellin' shit ain't the same
Go ahead and kick him out, cut him up
Catch him sleepin' fuck him up
Only he must not know your name
Pimpin' is a deadly game
Nigga how you tame a bitch
Talkin' bout your game legit when you ain't the shit?
Then get with a chick don't maintain a bitch you restrain a bitch
Insecure niggas they blame a bitch then reign a bitch
Get a ring try to rename a bitch get an attitude
Play games with the dick and try to tame a bitch
Y'all niggas better critically acclaim a bitch
You call we come take it like a champ drink all your cum
Do a lot of shit I've never done, so I keep my cool
'Cause I ain't the one to start actin' up
'Cause he even beat us from backin' up
I wanna pack my stuff, but mama said I can't come back to her
Oh, lord, so I had to keep askin' ya
For help outta situations killin' up my whole life
I'm in love with a thug and he ain't treatin' my soul right
And I know I don't see him uh don't need him
Shit fuck him and feed him fish, stuck him and leave him quick shit...
Better watch your back there boy
Get on your square or my gun'll beat your chain
Got the nigga figured out
Showin' you off, tellin' shit ain't the same
Go ahead and kick him out, cut him up
Catch him sleepin' fuck him up
Only he must not know your name
Pimpin' is a deadly game
Watch your back there boy
Get on your square or my gun'll beat your chain
Got the nigga figured out
Showin' you off, tellin' shit ain't the same
Go ahead and kick him out, cut him up
Catch him sleepin' fuck him up
Only he must not know your name
Pimpin' is a deadly game
If you're a nigga with no love and don't want no bitch
Don't see no bitch don't need no bitch
Then don't tease no bitch shit
'Cause we don't need to be
Fucked up mentally like a dumb ho
Breakin' out all your windows
Tell the po-po's bout your do-po's oh no
I can get my own shit my own nigga my own dick
I don't need a nigga thinkin' that he own a bitch
'Cause he bought me shit
Seven whole days ain't call a bitch shit
Nigga shoulda stayed right where he was at
'Cause the nigga laid right where he was at
The nigga shoulda died right where he was at
Better watch your back there boy
Get on your square or my gun'll beat your chain
Got the nigga figured out
Showin' you off, tellin' shit ain't the same
Go ahead and kick him out, cut him up
Catch him sleepin' fuck him up
Only he must not know your name
Pimpin' is a deadly game
Watch your back there boy
Get on your square or my gun'll beat your chain
Got the nigga figured out
Showin' you off, tellin' shit ain't the same
Go ahead and kick him out, cut him up
Catch him sleepin' fuck him up
Only he must not know your name
Pimpin' is a deadly game
Better watch your back there boy
Get on your square or my gun'll beat your chain
Got the nigga figured out
Showin' you off, tellin' shit ain't the same
Go ahead and kick him out, cut him up
Catch him sleepin' fuck him up
Only he must not know your name
Pimpin' is a deadly game
Watch your back there boy
Get on your square or my gun'll beat your chain