Lyrical Breakdown of Gangster 101 (feat. King Los) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Gangster 101 (feat. King Los)" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Wiz Khalifa weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Gangster 101 (feat. King Los)" 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 Wiz Khalifa 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 Wiz Khalifa's narrative.

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Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah Anywhere that we go they know us I keep some KK in the plane rolled up Shawty say that I'm a gangsta, so what? If shawty say that I'm a gangsta, so what? I do my thing, 100k to show up Keep Bombay and lemonade in my cup If shawty say that I'm a gangsta, so what? (yeah, yeah, yeah) Shawty say that I'm a gangsta, so what? (yeah, yeah, yeah) Called some friends Told her call some friends Pour some juice and Gin We go in, we be going in We don't know the end Pour some Gin, she want some more Henn I'm late for level ten Love again, never love again Never love again niggas talk They don’t really mean it cause It's all for fame Look at me, look into my eyes I been through some pain Lost some change, then bounced back again Gave some niggas game, y'all some lames Y'all some lames Y'all some, y'all some lames I'm just counting up this money Rolling up a plane niggas in my lane So I'm focused on some other things When you a boss in the Game you show hella patience Niggas going on your page Don't know where the bank is She keep blowing up my phone Said she wanna play Spent one night at my crib Say she wanna stay I do what I want to, say what I wanna say I been hustlin', hustlin', I been hustlin' Anywhere that we go they know us I keep some KK in the plane rolled up Shawty say that I'm a gangsta, so what? If shawty say that I'm a gangsta, so what? I do my thing, 100k to show up Keep Bombay and lemonade in my cup If shawty say that I'm a gangsta, so what? Shawty say that I'm a gangsta, so what? (yeah, yeah, I shouldn't have hit that KK) Oh, shit, hold up, hold up, bro I'm focused Roll up, blow and choke it Water don't approach us Fucked the hoe with magic Call it hocus pocus los the dopest spoken Flow and stroke the coldest Stroked the hoe and told her, "Woah, woah Woah catch it all" Like Pokemon then poke the poke to free 'em Hokey Pokey, put your left foot in I put the effort in, no don’t eff with them I chef with the same shit I'm left with Cooking with the left, boy, I'm Stephen Wicked with the right like I'm Leftwich Spit it to a dyke, get the leverage Kick it for a night, that's the blessin' Might hit it twice if I'm guessin' She'll probably bring her wife to the session Bitch on wood like Spike at the Knick game Nice with the dick game, slurp game Twerk game Pipe in a chick frame, twenty-four seven More money, more blessings I ain't got fifty cents for the bitch I don't ask her twenty-one questions My nigga's flip yayo I just put the bucks in the bank Keep it G with the niggas 'round the way though You knit that together, you get that You chit-chat too much You're a bitch ass nigga A big ass bitch, that's a BBW I'm a eighties baby, that's BB's on BMW's You PMS cause you BS, I serve niggas like UPS The groupies sweat the coupe The Gucci sweats, the retro sneaks The groove too fresh, the proven best The cool respect the cool So who are you, the spectical The new special dude, the next to rule The extra ruse, I'm extra rude My ex could prove that I had To make an extra move now Anywhere that we go they know us I keep some KK in the plane rolled up Shawty say that I'm a gangsta, so what? If shawty say that I'm a gangsta, so what? I do my thing, 100k to show up Keep Bombay and lemonade in my cup If shawty say that I'm a gangsta, so what? Shawty say that I'm a gangsta, so what?