g-unit （what）
we in here （what）
we can get the drama popping
we don't care （what, what, what）
it's going down （what）
'cause i'm around （what）
50 cent, you know how i gets down （down）
chorus: repeat 2x]
what up, blood?（what）
what up, cuz?（what）
what up, blood?（what）
what up, gangstaaa?
verse 1]
they say i walk around like got an "s" on my chest
naw, that's a semi-auto, and a vest on my chest
i try not to say nothing, the da might want to play in court
but i'll hunt or duck a ******* down like it's sport
front on me, i'll cut ya, gun-butt ya or bump ya
you getting money? i can't get none with ya then ******* ya
i'm not the type to get knocked for d.w.i.
i'm the type that'll kill your connect when the coke price rise
gangstas, they bump my shit them they know me
i grew up around some niggas that's not my homies
hundred g's i stash it （what）, the mack i blast it （yeah）
d's come we dump the diesel and battery acid
this flow's been mastered, the ice i flash it
chokes me, i'll have your mama picking out your casket, bastard
i'm on the next level, breitling baguette bezel
benz pedal to the metal, hotter than a tea kettle, blood （whoa）
chorus （1st time w o first "what up, blood?"）（2x）]
what up,（what）
what up, cuz?（what）
what up, blood?（what）
what up, gangstaaa?
we don't play that
we don't play that
we don't play that （g-unit）
we don't play around
verse 2]
i sit back, twist the best bud, burn and wonder
when gangstas bump my shit, can they hear my hunger?
when the 5th kick, duck quick, it sounds like thunder
in december i'll make your block feel like summer
the rap critics say i can rhyme,
the fiends say my niggas is a nine
every chick i ******* with is a dime
i'm like patty labelle, homie, i'm on my own
where i lay my hat is my home, i'm a rolling stone
cross my path i'll crush ya, thinking i won't touch ya
i'll have your ass using a wheelchair, cane, or crutches
industry hoe niggas, in the hood they love us
stomp a bone out your ass with some brand new chuckas
chorus （2x）]
what up, blood?（what）
what up, cuz?（what）
what up, blood?（what）
what up, gangstaaa?
bridge （4x）]
we don't play that
we don't play that
we don't play that （g-unit）
we don't play around
end
What Up Gangsta - 范逸臣
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[00:05.23]g-unit （what）
[00:05.73]we in here （what）
[00:07.95]we can get the drama popping
[00:09.43]we don't care （what, what, what）
[00:10.97]it's going down （what）
[00:12.38]'cause i'm around （what）
[00:13.77]50 cent, you know how i gets down （down）
[00:17.17]chorus: repeat 2x]
[00:20.46]what up, blood?（what）
[00:21.16]what up, cuz?（what）
[00:21.87]what up, blood?（what）
[00:22.56]what up, gangstaaa?
[00:23.32]verse 1]
[00:28.42]they say i walk around like got an "s" on my chest
[00:31.16]naw, that's a semi-auto, and a vest on my chest
[00:33.62]i try not to say nothing, the da might want to play in court
[00:37.26]but i'll hunt or duck a ******* down like it's sport
[00:40.04]front on me, i'll cut ya, gun-butt ya or bump ya
[00:43.33]you getting money? i can't get none with ya then ******* ya
[00:46.31]i'm not the type to get knocked for d.w.i.
[00:48.52]i'm the type that'll kill your connect when the coke price rise
[00:51.74]gangstas, they bump my shit them they know me
[00:53.99]i grew up around some niggas that's not my homies
[00:56.97]hundred g's i stash it （what）, the mack i blast it （yeah）
[01:00.35]d's come we dump the diesel and battery acid
[01:02.65]this flow's been mastered, the ice i flash it
[01:05.57]chokes me, i'll have your mama picking out your casket, bastard
[01:10.07]i'm on the next level, breitling baguette bezel
[01:11.70]benz pedal to the metal, hotter than a tea kettle, blood （whoa）
[01:15.24]chorus （1st time w o first "what up, blood?"）（2x）]
[01:18.40]what up,（what）
[01:18.80]what up, cuz?（what）
[01:21.23]what up, blood?（what）
[01:22.33]what up, gangstaaa?
[01:27.26]we don't play that
[01:28.90]we don't play that
[01:30.44]we don't play that （g-unit）
[01:31.71]we don't play around
[01:32.62]verse 2]
[01:33.57]i sit back, twist the best bud, burn and wonder
[01:35.49]when gangstas bump my shit, can they hear my hunger?
[01:37.69]when the 5th kick, duck quick, it sounds like thunder
[01:40.60]in december i'll make your block feel like summer
[01:43.43]the rap critics say i can rhyme,
[01:45.46]the fiends say my niggas is a nine
[01:47.80]every chick i ******* with is a dime
[01:49.90]i'm like patty labelle, homie, i'm on my own
[01:53.07]where i lay my hat is my home, i'm a rolling stone
[01:55.86]cross my path i'll crush ya, thinking i won't touch ya
[01:58.76]i'll have your ass using a wheelchair, cane, or crutches
[02:01.23]industry hoe niggas, in the hood they love us
[02:04.35]stomp a bone out your ass with some brand new chuckas
[02:06.81]chorus （2x）]
[02:07.72]what up, blood?（what）
[02:08.38]what up, cuz?（what）
[02:09.04]what up, blood?（what）
[02:10.32]what up, gangstaaa?
[02:12.24]bridge （4x）]
[02:20.36]we don't play that
[02:21.21]we don't play that
[02:22.28]we don't play that （g-unit）
[02:23.86]we don't play around
[02:24.77]end
移調 原調
D#m
g-unit （what）
C#mC#F#mD#
we in here （what）
CmDD#mG#
we can get the drama popping
DF#mCm
we don't care （what, what, what）
G#D#mG#D#
it's going down （what）
F#mD#m
'cause i'm around （what）
CmD#C#mC#F#mA#CmD#mG#
50 cent, you know how i gets down （down）
D#mAF#mF#D#mD#G#D#A#
chorus: repeat 2x]
D
what up, blood?（what）
F#mD#m
what up, cuz?（what）
CmD#m
what up, blood?（what）
C#mCm
what up, gangstaaa?
GmF#mC#mCmD#mG#D#C#mDF#GmCmG#Cm
verse 1]
C#mD#D#mF#D#mD#G#B
they say i walk around like got an "s" on my chest
A#mF#mF#D#mG#mCm
naw, that's a semi-auto, and a vest on my chest
GmF#D#mG#CmD#
i try not to say nothing, the da might want to play in court
F#D#mG#CmA
but i'll hunt or duck a ******* down like it's sport
D#mF#BmD#G#D#mA#mF#m
front on me, i'll cut ya, gun-butt ya or bump ya
F#CmG#D#A#mDF#
you getting money? i can't get none with ya then ******* ya
F#mD#mG#CmF#m
i'm not the type to get knocked for d.w.i.
F#GmA#G#CmD#D#mF#
i'm the type that'll kill your connect when the coke price rise
G#D#D#mG#A#D#m
gangstas, they bump my shit them they know me
F#mD#mCmG#CmF#D#m
i grew up around some niggas that's not my homies
F#DD#D#mCmD#mF#F#mC#
hundred g's i stash it （what）, the mack i blast it （yeah）
D#D#mG#AF#m
d's come we dump the diesel and battery acid
F#D#mG#CmF#m
this flow's been mastered, the ice i flash it
F#D#G#D#mF#mD#mF#D#mD#Cm
chokes me, i'll have your mama picking out your casket, bastard
G#GmF#F#m
i'm on the next level, breitling baguette bezel
D#mCmA#mF#F#mD#mCmD#m
benz pedal to the metal, hotter than a tea kettle, blood （whoa）
G#D#mF#A#D#mG#
chorus （1st time w o first "what up, blood?"）（2x）]
A#
what up,（what）
D#F#F#mD#mG#D#
what up, cuz?（what）
G#F#m
what up, blood?（what）
D#mG#D#mF#D#m
what up, gangstaaa?
F#mF#D#m
we don't play that
F#D#m
we don't play that
F#D#mD#D#m
we don't play that （g-unit）
G#D#
we don't play around
CmF#D#m
verse 2]
D#CmC#C#m
i sit back, twist the best bud, burn and wonder
D#A#C#G#F#
when gangstas bump my shit, can they hear my hunger?
C#mD#mC#mC#CB
when the 5th kick, duck quick, it sounds like thunder
D#m
in december i'll make your block feel like summer
the rap critics say i can rhyme,
the fiends say my niggas is a nine
every chick i ******* with is a dime
i'm like patty labelle, homie, i'm on my own
where i lay my hat is my home, i'm a rolling stone
cross my path i'll crush ya, thinking i won't touch ya
i'll have your ass using a wheelchair, cane, or crutches
industry hoe niggas, in the hood they love us
stomp a bone out your ass with some brand new chuckas
chorus （2x）]
what up, blood?（what）
what up, cuz?（what）
what up, blood?（what）
what up, gangstaaa?
bridge （4x）]
we don't play that
we don't play that
we don't play that （g-unit）
we don't play around
end
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曲解析
《What Up Gangsta》調性為 D# 小調、速度約每分鐘 161 拍、整體情緒激昂。主要和弦為 D#m、G#、F#、D#。（以上為 AI 音訊分析，僅供參考）
歌詞解析
一句話主旨
歌詞以街頭幫派視角，展現對抗與權力的宣言。
主題
聚焦於街頭生存、幫派認同與個人權威的建立，強調不妥協的生存哲學。
情緒
充滿自信、威脅與挑戰的態度，帶有衝突與競爭的張力。
意象與手法
運用槍械、毒品、財富等
魔鏡站長解析
魔鏡站長
這首歌對當時聽慣深情款款情歌的樂迷來說，絕對是一次極具衝擊的聽覺體驗。看著范逸臣挑戰這種充滿街頭肅殺氣息的硬派風格，那種刻意壓低嗓音、展現出與過往形象截然不同的狠勁，確實讓人印象深刻。歌詞裡堆疊了大量關於生存、對抗與野心的意象，將那種渴望證明自我、在混亂環境中尋求生存空間的焦慮與張狂，詮釋得相當直接。
作為一名老樂迷，我覺得這不僅是一次大膽的跨界嘗試，更像是一場關於「態度」的實驗。雖然曲風與他擅長的抒情路線有巨大反差，但那種試圖透過節奏去宣洩壓力、對著世界喊話的飢渴感，其實非常真實。如果你正處於情緒需要出口，或者想感受一種不妥協、帶點叛逆的硬氣時刻，這首歌或許能讓你聽見他當時心中那股不安分的躁動，那種不顧一切向前衝刺的勇氣，至今聽來仍有獨特的時代印記。
歌曲冷知識
・歌詞中以「ｓ」字樣巧妙隱喻超人胸口的標誌，隨後反轉為武裝防彈背心與槍械的意象，展現強硬的自我保護意識。
・透過「冬天讓街區感受夏天」的誇飾修辭，生動描繪出槍擊爆發時如熱浪般震撼且危險的臨場感。
・歌曲以大量重複的「ｗｈａｔ」作為節奏點綴，不僅呼應街頭派對的互動感，也強化了挑釁且不容妥協的態度。
・歌詞中反覆強調「我們不玩鬧」，將整首作品的基調鎖定在嚴肅且充滿壓迫感的街頭生存法則。