Lyrical Breakdown of Gangsta - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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They say everytime that boy drops is straight gangsta Nigga keep that shit one thousand, nigga that's gangsta Shout out to my other players, pimps and my gangstas They ask me what I'm smoking, I tell 'em straight gangsta Gangsta Stepped up in this bitch, white Marc Jacob's on Don't know why, but seems like all the real niggas gone Blew up on C-Murder, feels like I'm trapped in crime Shout out to Boosie, mother fucker one time Say I pray for Badass and blow yourself a strong Man that's fucked up, they trynna do lil' homie wrong Started getting rich, they started hatin', I guess that's how it goes So rubberbands and extra clips, that's how we roll I'm a money magnet, man, that shit just come to me OMG, look what the streets have done to me Real niggas on the bag, and foreign on me I ain't leaving this bitch till my missionaire for free They say everytime that boy drops is straight gangsta Nigga keep that shit one thousand, nigga that's gangsta Shout out to my other players, pimps and my gangsters They ask me what I'm smoking, I tell 'em straight gangsta Gangsta I come from shit, now I'm the shit I ain't got no kids, but when I do they gon hang for shit Girl fuck your nigga, he ain't shit and then she rides with me Smoking on that gangster shit Red pradas, red Chevelle, that's gangsta Hit the gas that bitch fish tail, that's gangsta Put your whole clique on, nigga that's gangsta Squeeky on the beat, nigga this another banger Paper Route, we straight beast, so they can't tame us Come out here with that plan and shit's gonna get dangerous Went and come and get money, Dolph no stranger They say everytime that boy drops is straight gangsta Nigga keep that shit one thousand, nigga that's gangsta Shout out to my other players, pimps and my gangsters They ask me what I'm smoking, I tell 'em straight gangster Gangster