Lyrical Breakdown of Nope - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Nope" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Young Dro weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Nope" 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 Dro 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 Dro's narrative.
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Scared ass nigga won't pull up
Ho on me said turn up
Bitch ain't shit nigga straight up (Believe that)
Y'all pussy niggas can't play us
Both y'all broke ass niggas
Purp? I don't smoke that nigga (Straight kush nigga)
Oh you want some of this money?
Get life, y'all niggas ain't 'bout it
My bitch ain't less than a dime (T.I.: Nope she a 10)
I ain't buyin' less than a 9
Y'all niggas can't get zero (Nope, thats nothin)
Think you got somethin' on me though? (Nope)
Fuck these niggas man they ain't got none of my swag (Nope)
Nigga stay stone wit' a girl, that bitch ain't bad
I'm from the street and niggas say they wanna knuck wit' me
Pussy nigga quit playin, I don't fuck around like that
We don't fuck around like that, we don't fuck around like that
We don't fuck around like that, we don't fuck around like that
We don't fuck around like that, we don't fuck around like that
We don't fuck around like that, we don't fuck around like that
I don't even fuck with y'all niggas
I don't know whats up with y'all niggas
I know you can't touch my swag
That bitch you fuckin' ain't bad
Y'all ain't seein' my clique
Y'all don't build me shit
You don't kill 'em like I do on Reds
Y'all niggas ain't seein' no bread
We ain't got the same kind of cars
You think we the same kinda stars?
And now I don't fuck with those hoes
You think them niggas fuckin' with Dro
45 rounds in the clip
.45 in the whip
Fuck around, think I'm playin' with you
Ho tell the dead nigga "Talk shit 'bout a bitch" But the bitch ain't shit I ain't lie nigga
I sell crack cocaine
I done bang that thang
Now the money ain't a thang nigga
Hustle Gang over everything
Police pull up on me, ask me have I seen anything
Known world wide, in the trees smoke 'n' ride
In the coupe these bad bitches never say (No)
Felicia tell you what she won't do
But for me she want to
What's the difference, man you already (know)
Hey don't run up on me rappin' 'bout you used to bang too
Slang blo, kick rocks I don't believe it nigga
Bet if I pull up in your hood with you futuristic dope boy, have you ever seen any?