Boom, boom, uh
(Ayo, Ray, where the keys at?)
You can hear that hot shit, we really pop shit
When we drop shit, you copped it, we really drop shit
Who got the keys to the locksmith? I'm finna flock shit
Y'all be all up on my shit like this gon' make y'all profit, look
Hit his mata-ta, that shit go bananas, na-na, na-na-na
I don't beef with Gerbers, he a baby, goo-goo, ga-ga-ga
Grra-ta-ta, .40 hit him, make him do the cha-cha-cha
Nah, nah, nah, I don't want the block, I want the ZaZa
Are you dumb? You ain't spin a block, you a damn lie
Suck a dick, you ain't kill shit, you let your mans die
Tell me you not feelin' shit 'cause we was killin' shit
'Member days when we was hittin' shit, don't want to reminisce
Look, lil' shawty got the body-ody, ody-ody
Slimy mouth, she gave me sloppy-toppy in the Maserati
Are you dumb? Where couldn't I come?
Are you dumb? When you see me, you better run
You got your gun? They caught that nigga lackin' like a bitch
They killed your cousin and your man and you still ain't do shit
And we still screamin' out "Gang, gang, gang," look
Free the guys in the chain-gang-gang
Finna go insane, let it bang, bang, bang
I'ma up this chopper, get out my way
Get out my way I'm comin' through, boom
Go get your fans up, he in the dirt, go pick your mans up
Dummy, like **** a booth, go get a strap, look
It's funny, your man is never comin' back
Boy, you dumb enough, dumb or what?
Ain't no fightin', boy, that gun is up, go try runnin' up
She keep sendin' me emoji, how she tryna **** or what?
Girl, I'm good, already ****ed enough, but you could suck me up
And we still screamin' out "Gang, gang, gang," look
Free the guys in the chain-gang-gang
Finna go insane, let it bang, bang, bang
I'ma up this chopper, get out my way
ZAZA - 郭修彧
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[00:08.338]Boom, boom, uh
[00:09.986](Ayo, Ray, where the keys at?)
[00:11.316]You can hear that hot shit, we really pop shit
[00:12.962]When we drop shit, you copped it, we really drop shit
[00:15.349]Who got the keys to the locksmith? I'm finna flock shit
[00:18.060]Y'all be all up on my shit like this gon' make y'all profit, look
[00:21.185]Hit his mata-ta, that shit go bananas, na-na, na-na-na
[00:24.658]I don't beef with Gerbers, he a baby, goo-goo, ga-ga-ga
[00:27.668]Grra-ta-ta, .40 hit him, make him do the cha-cha-cha
[00:30.409]Nah, nah, nah, I don't want the block, I want the ZaZa
[00:32.821]Are you dumb? You ain't spin a block, you a damn lie
[00:35.312]Suck a dick, you ain't kill shit, you let your mans die
[00:37.959]Tell me you not feelin' shit 'cause we was killin' shit
[00:40.073]'Member days when we was hittin' shit, don't want to reminisce
[00:42.512]Look, lil' shawty got the body-ody, ody-ody
[00:46.168]Slimy mouth, she gave me sloppy-toppy in the Maserati
[00:49.286]Are you dumb? Where couldn't I come?
[00:51.493]Are you dumb? When you see me, you better run
[00:54.239]You got your gun? They caught that nigga lackin' like a bitch
[00:56.694]They killed your cousin and your man and you still ain't do shit
[01:00.948]And we still screamin' out "Gang, gang, gang," look
[01:04.128]Free the guys in the chain-gang-gang
[01:06.515]Finna go insane, let it bang, bang, bang
[01:08.843]I'ma up this chopper, get out my way
[01:11.155]Get out my way I'm comin' through, boom
[01:13.113]Go get your fans up, he in the dirt, go pick your mans up
[01:16.070]Dummy, like **** a booth, go get a strap, look
[01:19.258]It's funny, your man is never comin' back
[01:21.598]Boy, you dumb enough, dumb or what?
[01:23.795]Ain't no fightin', boy, that gun is up, go try runnin' up
[01:26.418]She keep sendin' me emoji, how she tryna **** or what?
[01:29.273]Girl, I'm good, already ****ed enough, but you could suck me up
[01:33.197]And we still screamin' out "Gang, gang, gang," look
[01:36.783]Free the guys in the chain-gang-gang
[01:39.433]Finna go insane, let it bang, bang, bang
[01:41.765]I'ma up this chopper, get out my way
移調 原調
Boom, boom, uh
DmA#
(Ayo, Ray, where the keys at?)
FA#
You can hear that hot shit, we really pop shit
Dm
When we drop shit, you copped it, we really drop shit
A#G#D#A#
Who got the keys to the locksmith? I'm finna flock shit
CmGmG
Y'all be all up on my shit like this gon' make y'all profit, look
DmGmAA#G#G#m
Hit his mata-ta, that shit go bananas, na-na, na-na-na
G#G#mA#
I don't beef with Gerbers, he a baby, goo-goo, ga-ga-ga
DmA#
Grra-ta-ta, .40 hit him, make him do the cha-cha-cha
FD#
Nah, nah, nah, I don't want the block, I want the ZaZa
GmDm
Are you dumb? You ain't spin a block, you a damn lie
A#
Suck a dick, you ain't kill shit, you let your mans die
Dm
Tell me you not feelin' shit 'cause we was killin' shit
A#FCmD#
'Member days when we was hittin' shit, don't want to reminisce
CmD#
Look, lil' shawty got the body-ody, ody-ody
A#
Slimy mouth, she gave me sloppy-toppy in the Maserati
DmA#C
Are you dumb? Where couldn't I come?
GFA#Dm
Are you dumb? When you see me, you better run
A#FCm
You got your gun? They caught that nigga lackin' like a bitch
A#mD#CmD#
They killed your cousin and your man and you still ain't do shit
FA#D#F
And we still screamin' out "Gang, gang, gang," look
A#F
Free the guys in the chain-gang-gang
A#
Finna go insane, let it bang, bang, bang
DmA#
I'ma up this chopper, get out my way
FG
Get out my way I'm comin' through, boom
DmGmDmGm
Go get your fans up, he in the dirt, go pick your mans up
DmD#CmD#
Dummy, like **** a booth, go get a strap, look
It's funny, your man is never comin' back
A#FmF
Boy, you dumb enough, dumb or what?
A#FA#
Ain't no fightin', boy, that gun is up, go try runnin' up
FGmD#A#
She keep sendin' me emoji, how she tryna **** or what?
A#mCmFmDmA#
Girl, I'm good, already ****ed enough, but you could suck me up
DmA#F
And we still screamin' out "Gang, gang, gang," look
D#A#
Free the guys in the chain-gang-gang
FA#mFmF
Finna go insane, let it bang, bang, bang
A#FmA#D#CmD#FDmGmA#GmA#CmD#A#mCmA#mFA#FA#GmDmA#GmD#CmD#CmA#FDmA#GmDmA#GmCmD#A#mFA#FA#D#A#D#A#CmD#A#FA#FD#CmA#GmA#GmA#D#A#A#mA#FA#A#mGmA#G#D#A#D#A#FmFA#D#D#mD#A#mA#D#DmA#D#D#mFmFA#D#G#CmD#DmGmA#D#CmG#D#DmGmA#D#G#CmG#DmA#GmDmA#D#FmFFmFA#D#FD#DmDGmA#D#FmFD#D#mDmGmD#CmD#A#mG#CmDmDGmD#CmFmFA#mA#D#A#FA#D#CmFA#FA#A#mA#G#CmD#A#D#D#mD#F#G#mD#mD#DmA#CmD#A#CmFCmDmA#DmGmCmD#FDmFA#GGmD#FCDmA#D#mBmA#DmA#FGCA#DmA#DmFD#A#FmFA#D#A#D#CmFDmGmA#DmD#A#FmA#D#A#CmFD#CmA#FA#Cm
I'ma up this chopper, get out my way
和弦由 AI 自動分析音訊產生（自動辨識，僅供參考）。
AI 從音訊辨識的主旋律（以 A# 調為 1，數字上下點為高低八度）。為自動估計、個別音可能有誤，僅供哼唱抓調參考，非正式樂譜。彈唱請看「和弦」分頁。
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曲解析
《ZAZA》調性為 A# 大調、速度約每分鐘 92 拍、整體情緒溫暖。主要和弦為 A#、D#、F、Dm。（以上為 AI 音訊分析，僅供參考）
歌詞解析
一句話主旨
透過強烈節奏與街頭意象，描繪幫派文化中的權力鬥爭與生存掙扎。
主題
聚焦於街頭幫派的暴力生態、對抗體制的掙扎，以及個人在其中的掙扎與反叛。
情緒
充滿張力與衝突感，混合憤怒、威脅、緊張與反叛的激昂情緒。
意象與手法
運用槍枝、幫派口號、囚犯意象等街頭符碼，搭配重複的節奏與呐喊式唱腔，強化暴力與抗爭的氛圍。
重點句解讀
1. 「I don't want the block, I want the ZaZa」
原文短句直譯為「我不想要這個地盤，我要的是ZaZa」，隱喻對現有權力結構的不滿，追求更高層次的掌控或目標。
2. 「Free the guys in the chain-gang-gang」
呼籲釋放被囚禁的幫派成員，反映對司法體制或權力機構的抗議，並強化幫派團結的意識。
3. 「You got your gun? They caught that nigga lackin' like a bitch」
描寫幫派成員因裝備不足而遭擊潰的場景，凸顯街頭生存的殘酷現實與資源競爭。
適合情境
適合在需要釋放壓力、表達對不公體制抗議，或沉浸於街頭文化氛圍時聆聽。
魔鏡站長解析
站長私房短評：打動人的地方、適合什麼時刻聽（產生後永久保存）。
歌曲冷知識
AI 依歌詞整理 3-4 點有趣觀察（產生後永久保存）。