Lyrical Breakdown of Tell Dem Boyz - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Tell Dem Boyz" 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 "Tell Dem Boyz" 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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Drumma Boy Tell the tattoo guy where to meet me at Because my neck and back, I'm inking that Dirty Sprite, I'm drinking that Never seen a Sprite more pink than that So much threats, got a asthma attack So much ice, got a ice attack Baby girl wanting Cartier when she see me come in my Air Max Gucci Mane, call me Gucci gang Because I didn't change my slang and I done changed the game What's the name? It's Gucci Mane with Flocka Flame and it down thing chain Tote a nine Still on the grind I got what you need I got all kinds Lemon lime, sour D I got what you need Come shop with me I'm like a Cali man I got Cali tree Truck under Sun Valley trees Took your girl on a shopping spree Neiman Marcus, Bloomingdale's She all on my coat tail What the hell? East Atlanta Chanel I'm not going back to jail I gotta go make me some mail No matter how many times I tell them boys They gon' fuck around and smell them boys Don't write off their aggression, boy I got something to sell them, boy Riding around with chopper toys I'm so fucking paranoid All I got to do is tell them, boy They coming to get your boy No matter how many times I tell them boys They gon' fuck around and smell them boys Don't write off their aggression, boy I got something to sell them, boy Riding around with chopper toys I'm so fucking paranoid All I got to do is tell them, boy They coming to get you, boy Apartments, we'll shoot 'em up Your Crown Vic, we'll shoot 'em up Your trap house, we'll shoot it up Your new coupe, we'll shoot it up We'll shoot it up Yeah, we'll shoot it up We'll shoot it up We'll come shoot it up We'll shoot it up We'll shoot it up We'll shoot it up We don't give a fuck How many times I tell them boys? They gon' fuck around and smell them boys Don't write off their aggression, boy I got something to sell them, boy Riding around with chopper toys I'm so fucking paranoid All I got to do is tell them, boy They coming to get your boy No matter how many times I tell them boys They gon' fuck around and smell them boys Don't write off their aggression, boy I got something to sell them, boy Riding around with chopper toys I'm so fucking paranoid All I got to do is tell them, boy They coming to get you, boy