Lyrical Breakdown of Give It Up - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Give It Up" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Lil Baby weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Give It Up" 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 Lil Baby 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 Lil Baby's narrative.
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I been crushed out
Hmm, Treezy made it
Hunnid times a hunnid
I been crushed by some niggas I love
I paid attention to my losses, now I'm pissin' on dubs
These niggas snitchin' for a bitch and a plug
You gotta listen, when they kick it, niggas talkin' in tongues
Tryna rock with the judge, I got a vision, gettin' rich what it was
I had to live it just to get it, niggas walkin' with drums
My niggas wicked, they some bosses with guns
Bless the bitches hangin' with us, they don't fuck with no scrubs
Do I trust them niggas with you? I ain't showin' no love
I just wanna ball with you while you go in the club
Nigga, you ain't crawl with me, I was watchin' you run (Remember)
Would you stand tall with me, or you blockin' the sun? (Hater)
Niggas hustle for fun, I'm the type to
Really double them funds (For real)
Fuck the hype, in one night, a nigga cuddle with hunds
Bitch bad, no tracks, swear she double the fun (Bitch)
Sit back and count racks while I tussle with drugs
Lick that, bounce back while I'm givin' you hugs (Come here)
Twist that, flip that what I'm tellin' the thugs (Back up)
Sit back, give rap what I'm tellin' the plug (I need it)
Push back ten racks what I'm tellin' the judge (C'mon)
Six racks, spent that just to get to the mud (Woo)
Tell me why these bitches rats and they be fuckin' with must (Dumb)
Tell me why these niggas whack and need these bitches to stuff (Whack)
I'ma do it on my back and put these beans on my nuts (Lit)
Phone boomin', got it smackin' like the lean in my guts (Strap)
Tryna get the gabi sooner, she the one that I trust (Trust)
Money long as I be nooner in the water with ducks (Long)
Niggas funny, makin' rumors, manslaughter for bucks (Ha)
Let me shake 'em with this ruler, fuck 'em, put 'em in tux (Bag)
I'm in Cali talkin' Cuban with my foot in some Chucks (I'm up)
Used to have it, give me to 'em, I'ma get you a truck (Right there)
A hunnid thousand in the package, nigga, give me them bucks (Bucks)
A hunnid thousand niggas rappin', tell 'em give this shit up (Ayy)
Tell 'em give this shit up