Lyrical Breakdown of Gangs (Feat. Courtney C) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Gangs (Feat. Courtney C)" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Gucci Mane weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Gangs (Feat. Courtney C)" 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 Gucci Mane employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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Game, let's start a gang
Everybody say they wanna join the gang
Game, let's start a gang
Everybody say they wanna join the gang
So Icey Boys, nigga that's the name
Everybody say they wanna join the gang
This game, wanna join the gang
So Icey Boys, nigga that's the name
Wanna join the gang, gotta change your name
Somethin so icy, change your slang
Hot boys, hot girls, blazin flames
Crip Queens, Vice Lord folks and treys
Simple plain shawty, I'll bang your brain
Don't get it twisted shawty, I'll cock and aim
Gucci got guns with beams and thangs
Cause robbers got stupid ass dreams and thangs
Black Chuck Taylors with the screens and thangs
Cause everybody say they wanna join the gang
Black Chuck Taylors, red shoes, screens and thangs
Cause everybody say they wanna join my gang
Game, let's start a gang
Everybody say they wanna join the gang
Game, let's start a gang
Everybody say they wanna join the gang
So Icey Boys, nigga that's the name
Everybody say they wanna join the gang
This game, wanna join the gang
So Icey Boys, nigga that's the name
Blue donk, red donk, Georgia Power, red skunk
Black bandana 'round my Mossberg pump
Swag through the club, blowin Georgia bubble punch
Nigga try the Juice, knock him out with one punch
Fifty bricks, three rags in one donk
Thousand dollar jeans, pockets still with the mumps
88 Box mounted up like a truck
It's a eastside thang, nigga put your sides up
Zone 6 shorty, brick boy stand up
I'mma bust down the chicken, tryna run them bands up
All different kinda colors, cause Juice don't give a fuck
All my Zone 6 trappers gon' stand the fuck up
Game, let's start a gang
Everybody say they wanna join the gang
Game, let's start a gang
Everybody say they wanna join the gang
So Icey Boys, nigga that's the name
Everybody say they wanna join the gang
This game, wanna join the gang
So Icey Boys, nigga that's the name
Courtney Money gangbang, pull up in that red thang
So much red, you would think I was a blood man
Flat sho, hot car, So Icey trap star
When I hit a lick, yeah I do it with the black car
Blue car, Crip that, then I blew the brains out
Ride like a gangbanger, yeah I got my flag out
Hot boy, Hill boy, rollin off a pill boy
Courtney Money in this bitch, that's how I feel boy
Live like a rockstar, smoke like a rasta
Courtney Money live life, thanks to the block boy
Game, let's start a gang
Everybody say they wanna join the gang
Game, let's start a gang
Everybody say they wanna join the gang
So Icey Boys, nigga that's the name
Everybody say they wanna join the gang
This game, wanna join the gang
So Icey Boys, nigga that's the name