Lyrical Breakdown of Gone And Tell Dat - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Gone And Tell Dat" 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 "Gone And Tell Dat" 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.
• 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 Gucci Mane's narrative.

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[Chorus: x2] 50 bird stat 50 purp bags O u a snitchin nigga(pussy) Well gone and tell dat(pussy) My niggas mail dat I'm bustin out da boxs I'm workin with da tools I'm workin with da block [Verse 1:] 100 birds, heap of pills, n alot of work I toke da pills, smoke da purp, but I sold da work Old skool cool but I'm n my new vert No top, no gurlfriend, no shirt No friend cause my best friend den turned snitch Tried snitchin out I'm talkin 2 hit main bitch 5 glocks, 2 pumps n a lot of K's U fuck around n b da 4th tear on my face Ball player money cause I make big plays 20 grands, 500 grand eeryday Catch n da 6 U wanna buy a brick I pay 16 I'll charge u 26 [Chorus x2] [Verse 2:] We don't walk it out(nope) So icey trap it out(dope) Bankhead bouncin million 2 my bank account Check my paper route I'll take her out Probably ice her out But I'm a kill her mouth See I'm from da Crest n dats n da south N I been a king Betta shut yo mouth I'm your favorite trappa favorite killer It'z Gucci Mane LaFlare u kno I'm fuckin with ya N I'm trappin with ya I'll git it 2 ya Goon servin, curb servin I'll git it 2 ya Gotta Mexican, I can work a pan Say wat u luv Gucci I LUV DEM XTRA GRAMSSSSSSSSS [Chorus x2] [Verse 3:] Rent out a lite mane, go rob a dice game Go rob da dope mane, n buy a lite mane Step up yo ice game Still servin white lame I'm servin blocks mane Now servin ya'll mane Aww dats yo boss mane U work 4 dat lame I'm 6 cKars, 10 chains, 12 earring Still got my Jacob watch but customized my brightlen How much it cost It cost AR-15 So Icey Ent. we tatted like a bike gang No shirt n da club let my chain swang So Icey Boys n we rockin like a rock band Gucci Mane save money like a white mane [Chorus x2]