Lyrical Breakdown of Bring Them Things - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Chief Keef weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Bring Them Things" 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 Chief Keef 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 Chief Keef's narrative.

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(Zaytoven) Ay-yeah, boy Ay-yeah Ay-yeah, boy Ay-yeah, go How I'm goin' crazy, crazy, crazy bitch, I get it (KZay) These bitches poppin' mollies like the hippies in the '60s (mollies) Bring your ass to East Atlanta, I don't do deliveries (scochies) I'm talking like I'm Tony Montana, the homes ain't killin' no children (dope) Top of Savannah with blue New Balances And bricks all under the building (icks) Homegirl said I'm the man gettin' money But I ain't seen a nigga, I missed it (where?) New Lambo and I'm sittin' real low, slidin' around without my ceiling (low) Used to be my hoe, you can have that hoe My nigga, I ain't got no feelings (what?) 'Fore I started rappin', Gucci Mane was sellin' dope (dope) Her brother wanna meet me, but I'm still sayin' "No" (no) Call my phone again, I'ma have to tell him go (go) Two-hundred squares, a hundred pairs, what's your price low? (Gucci) Bring them things in (like a hoe) Bring them things in (bring them things in) When you come in (ay) Make sure you have them dividends (tell me why you'll be there) Hope you got a whole bunch of hundreds, so I can easily count it (bunch of hundreds on it) Man, I'm goin' hard, summertime, dude forge a mountain (I can forge it) How you doin'? (How you doin') I'm goin' stupid, goin' dumb, bitch (yes, bitch) I'm a Zone 3, nigga, you know I'm on that slum shit (what?) And my nigga from the 6 (where are you from?) And he jugglin' all them bricks (what you doin'?) And he fuckin' with your French (that's French) And they know the streets is back (okay) Johnny Dang on my wrist, cost 'bout a couple bricks Got Vellanos on my whips (ah) Forgiatos on my whips (skrrt) Got the .40 on my hip (pie-pie) with 'bout .50 in the clip (pine) Hit the kitchen, hit the strip (skrrt), grab some pounds and some zips (skrrt) If the block sellin' here, hit your block, let it rip (bye-bye) Give me top in that Six (top), bitch my watch very clear (blink) And my pockets very fat, and I stay spendin' racks (speed) Spend them stacks, get it back, 12 chickens in the back (ah) 'Migos meet me in the front, bitch, this ain't what I want Try to play me like a punk (huh), my niggas'll leave you slumped (try play me) 'Migos meet me in the front, bitch, this ain't what I want Try to play me like a punk (huh), my niggas'll leave you slumped Bring them things in (like a hoe) Bring them things in (bring them things in) When you come in (ayy) Make sure you have them dividends (tell me why you'll be there) Hope you got a whole bunch of hundreds so I can easily count it (bunch of hundreds on it) Man, I'm goin' hard, summertime, dude forge a mountain (I can forge it) How you doin'? (How you doin') I'm goin' stupid, goin' dumb, bitch (yes, bitch) I'm a Zone 3 nigga, you know I'm on that slum shit (what?) And my nigga from that 6 (where are you from?) And he jugglin' all them bricks (what you doin'?) And he fuckin' with your French (that's French) And they know the streets is back (okay) Hey, juggin' off the mid on the table is the sig Man, we got cameras in the front, receivin' (I see you nigga hey) backin' in When you come in, make sure you have them hundreds, then (money niggas) We count dividends, only conversatin' if you spend (hey, like a judge) Super-charged, straight A (of course) charge it, see it on them rims (off go) Hit you fuckin' head in (prr), you been a real nigga when (real nigga) If you wanna buy ten, come and buy 36 (hey, hey) Charge 'em 32 nicks, that's a five for the dry Benz top circumcised (let's go) and you know the body wide (it's wide) Glock .9 on my thigh (that's great), hidden right between I Young, fly street nigga (that's great), bitch, I'm from New Jack City (av' heard) Have a temper 'round women (hey), if you want it, come get it fresh Bring them things in (like a hoe) Bring them things in (bring them things in) When you come in (ay) Make sure you have them dividends (tell me why you'll be there) Hope you got a whole bunch of hundreds, so I can easily count it (bunch of hundreds on it) Man, I'm goin' hard, summertime, dude, forge a mountain (I can forge it) How you doin'? (How you doin') I'm goin' stupid, goin' dumb, bitch (yes, bitch) I'm a Zone 3 nigga, you know I'm on that slum shit (what?) And my nigga from the 6 (where are you from?) And he jugglin' all them bricks (what you doin'?) And he fuckin' with your French (that's French) And they know the streets is back, ay (okay)