Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
Southside, what y'all niggas know about the dirty south?
One time
[Chorus]
Lord forgive me, for I've sinned
Over and over again, just to stay on top
I recall memories, filled with sin
Over and over again, and again
Yo, when you hear talk of the southside, you hear talk of the team
See niggas feared Prince and respected Prim'
For all you slow mother****as I'ma break it down iller
See Preme was a business man and Prince was the killer
Remember, he used to push the bulletproof BM, uh huh
This here get ya seasick, I sat back and peeped niggas
The roll with Easy Rider and they ain't get blunted
Had the whole projects workin for fifty on five-hundred
As a youth, all I ever did was sell crack
I used to idolize cat
Hurt me in my heart to hear that nigga snitched on Pat
how he go out like that?
Rumors in the hood was ?? was snitchin
I ain't believe that, pa, he helped me cop my first GSX-R
Had the four-runner, the Z, the 5 and the 3
Used to drive his truck through the hood draggin jet skis
From Gerald Wallace to Baby Wise, don't be suprised
Of how freely I thought of names of games who dealt with pies
Like L-A-N-Y's, L got shot in the neck, then told us connect
Them niggas who shot 'em got 'em for ten bricks
****ing Dominicans, turned around and gave 'em more bricks
[Chorus]
That first verse is just a dose of the shit that I'm on
Consider this the first chapter in the ghetto's ******
I know a lot of niggas that get dough like Remmy and Joe
And Prince and Rightous from Hillside with the mole on his nose
Throughout my struggles through the hood, I started learnin
Life's a bitch, with a pretty face, but she burnin
Man I'm a get cheese like Chaz then run through wips like Cigar
Gamble all the time like country-curly head Prince and Tata
Po-po under pressure too, they know what they facin
Go against crews like B-Bo and killers like Patty Mason
A lot of niggas I know been corrupted since birth
Enticed to rob nuns for fun, for everything they worth
I know some cats that hail at old complexes like Cooley Wall
Together niggas stand and divided they fall
Round here, shook niggas they keep it in motion
Come around here with your rollie you can get robbed like Ocean
Lord knows, Tommy had loved and sold
Helicopters, Rolls Royces with Louie VaTonne interior
Might sound like I'm fantasizin, but son I'm dead serious
Montanna was no dummy, brought Benice to watch the money
Had money out the ass, he politic like the Asian
FEDs couldn't catch him dirty so settled for tax evasion
[Chorus]
Yo, rest in peace to Rich and Ron, money what they was about yo
The twins was some queens but got crazy cream with Alpo
Throughout my time I heard tales of Himey
Frenchy, Jamaican Pauly, Ducky Cally
Rodney Bump and Chick, nigga
A lot a niggas flow the way I flow
but ain't been in the game all their life so don't know who I know
Writin rhymes is the best way I express how I feel
If I ain't rich by twenty-six, I'll be dead or in jail
Comin up I heard sippin to much booze'll leave you confused
And if you watch the news you see playas in this game that lose
I'm forgettin Lefty and Jazz, Pretty Tony and Lance
Head Lou, Mel son, Troy and E Money Bags
And a conversation over shrimp and lobster
And Benny Hiners heard Chico stopped boxin, and started robbin diners
Shout out to Clanvis and Clutch, Bob Dre, Black Will
If the flow don't kill you the Mac will
Ghetto Qua Ran - 阿雅
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[00:02.04]Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
[00:04.17]Southside, what y'all niggas know about the dirty south?
[00:07.92]One time
[00:08.49][Chorus]
[00:12.93]Lord forgive me, for I've sinned
[00:14.85]Over and over again, just to stay on top
[00:21.00]I recall memories, filled with sin
[00:25.62]Over and over again, and again
[00:31.98]Yo, when you hear talk of the southside, you hear talk of the team
[00:34.98]See niggas feared Prince and respected Prim'
[00:37.41]For all you slow mother****as I'ma break it down iller
[00:40.35]See Preme was a business man and Prince was the killer
[00:43.11]Remember, he used to push the bulletproof BM, uh huh
[00:45.99]This here get ya seasick, I sat back and peeped niggas
[00:48.57]The roll with Easy Rider and they ain't get blunted
[00:51.00]Had the whole projects workin for fifty on five-hundred
[00:53.73]As a youth, all I ever did was sell crack
[00:56.43]I used to idolize cat
[00:57.78]Hurt me in my heart to hear that nigga snitched on Pat
[01:00.36]how he go out like that?
[01:01.74]Rumors in the hood was ?? was snitchin
[01:04.08]I ain't believe that, pa, he helped me cop my first GSX-R
[01:07.26]Had the four-runner, the Z, the 5 and the 3
[01:09.99]Used to drive his truck through the hood draggin jet skis
[01:12.51]From Gerald Wallace to Baby Wise, don't be suprised
[01:15.24]Of how freely I thought of names of games who dealt with pies
[01:17.91]Like L-A-N-Y's, L got shot in the neck, then told us connect
[01:21.21]Them niggas who shot 'em got 'em for ten bricks
[01:23.22]****ing Dominicans, turned around and gave 'em more bricks
[01:36.60][Chorus]
[01:47.55]That first verse is just a dose of the shit that I'm on
[01:50.25]Consider this the first chapter in the ghetto's ******
[01:52.41]I know a lot of niggas that get dough like Remmy and Joe
[01:55.65]And Prince and Rightous from Hillside with the mole on his nose
[01:58.32]Throughout my struggles through the hood, I started learnin
[02:00.93]Life's a bitch, with a pretty face, but she burnin
[02:03.63]Man I'm a get cheese like Chaz then run through wips like Cigar
[02:06.84]Gamble all the time like country-curly head Prince and Tata
[02:09.60]Po-po under pressure too, they know what they facin
[02:12.06]Go against crews like B-Bo and killers like Patty Mason
[02:14.85]A lot of niggas I know been corrupted since birth
[02:17.28]Enticed to rob nuns for fun, for everything they worth
[02:19.95]I know some cats that hail at old complexes like Cooley Wall
[02:22.80]Together niggas stand and divided they fall
[02:25.53]Round here, shook niggas they keep it in motion
[02:28.11]Come around here with your rollie you can get robbed like Ocean
[02:30.99]Lord knows, Tommy had loved and sold
[02:33.45]Helicopters, Rolls Royces with Louie VaTonne interior
[02:36.36]Might sound like I'm fantasizin, but son I'm dead serious
[02:39.00]Montanna was no dummy, brought Benice to watch the money
[02:41.73]Had money out the ass, he politic like the Asian
[02:44.34]FEDs couldn't catch him dirty so settled for tax evasion
[02:57.48][Chorus]
[03:08.43]Yo, rest in peace to Rich and Ron, money what they was about yo
[03:11.40]The twins was some queens but got crazy cream with Alpo
[03:14.04]Throughout my time I heard tales of Himey
[03:16.05]Frenchy, Jamaican Pauly, Ducky Cally
[03:18.60]Rodney Bump and Chick, nigga
[03:20.34]A lot a niggas flow the way I flow
[03:21.96]but ain't been in the game all their life so don't know who I know
[03:24.57]Writin rhymes is the best way I express how I feel
[03:27.39]If I ain't rich by twenty-six, I'll be dead or in jail
[03:30.03]Comin up I heard sippin to much booze'll leave you confused
[03:33.09]And if you watch the news you see playas in this game that lose
[03:35.76]I'm forgettin Lefty and Jazz, Pretty Tony and Lance
[03:38.46]Head Lou, Mel son, Troy and E Money Bags
[03:41.01]And a conversation over shrimp and lobster
[03:43.17]And Benny Hiners heard Chico stopped boxin, and started robbin diners
[03:46.68]Shout out to Clanvis and Clutch, Bob Dre, Black Will
[03:49.65]If the flow don't kill you the Mac will
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Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
A#mGEC#mAGA#mGmFG#m
Southside, what y'all niggas know about the dirty south?
AmC#CAC#AA#mC#mAGmA#mBAG#
One time
A#mF#mGmC#Gm
Lord forgive me, for I've sinned
F#mC#mA#mF#G#mGmDmC#mAmG#GmEmGA#mG#
Over and over again, just to stay on top
GmA#G#C#GG#F#mC#A#mC#C#mA#mE
I recall memories, filled with sin
F#F#mC#C#mCmC#mAF#mDmC#mAF#D#mA#C#F#m
Over and over again, and again
C#mG#mF#GmD#DmD
Yo, when you hear talk of the southside, you hear talk of the team
C#D#mCAC#mD
See niggas feared Prince and respected Prim'
CmGmDmF#F#mCmAG#
For all you slow mother****as I'ma break it down iller
GmDmF#mA#A
See Preme was a business man and Prince was the killer
GmGG#F#F#mA#
Remember, he used to push the bulletproof BM, uh huh
CmF#mCCmF#mAmG#
This here get ya seasick, I sat back and peeped niggas
F#mC#mG#C#FmC#m
The roll with Easy Rider and they ain't get blunted
G#mA#mBmFmF#mA#mF#
Had the whole projects workin for fifty on five-hundred
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As a youth, all I ever did was sell crack
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I used to idolize cat
CmD#A#mC#G#G#m
Hurt me in my heart to hear that nigga snitched on Pat
EFAA#m
how he go out like that?
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Rumors in the hood was ?? was snitchin
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I ain't believe that, pa, he helped me cop my first GSX-R
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Had the four-runner, the Z, the 5 and the 3
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Used to drive his truck through the hood draggin jet skis
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From Gerald Wallace to Baby Wise, don't be suprised
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Of how freely I thought of names of games who dealt with pies
G#EG#mEC#mE
Like L-A-N-Y's, L got shot in the neck, then told us connect
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Them niggas who shot 'em got 'em for ten bricks
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****ing Dominicans, turned around and gave 'em more bricks
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That first verse is just a dose of the shit that I'm on
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Consider this the first chapter in the ghetto's ******
G#mBmEmBmGBmE
I know a lot of niggas that get dough like Remmy and Joe
AmF#mDF#mEmDm
And Prince and Rightous from Hillside with the mole on his nose
F#mADC#G#mG
Throughout my struggles through the hood, I started learnin
G#EC#EG#C#mBmG#m
Life's a bitch, with a pretty face, but she burnin
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Man I'm a get cheese like Chaz then run through wips like Cigar
DmA#mD#FAmG#Em
Gamble all the time like country-curly head Prince and Tata
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Po-po under pressure too, they know what they facin
BmEBmFDF#mDA
Go against crews like B-Bo and killers like Patty Mason
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A lot of niggas I know been corrupted since birth
G#EEm
Enticed to rob nuns for fun, for everything they worth
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I know some cats that hail at old complexes like Cooley Wall
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Together niggas stand and divided they fall
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Round here, shook niggas they keep it in motion
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Come around here with your rollie you can get robbed like Ocean
GC#mG#m
Lord knows, Tommy had loved and sold
EGEmGmG
Helicopters, Rolls Royces with Louie VaTonne interior
GmGEmG
Might sound like I'm fantasizin, but son I'm dead serious
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Montanna was no dummy, brought Benice to watch the money
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Had money out the ass, he politic like the Asian
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FEDs couldn't catch him dirty so settled for tax evasion
G#mC#D#mG#mEm
Yo, rest in peace to Rich and Ron, money what they was about yo
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The twins was some queens but got crazy cream with Alpo
F#mF#C#F#mD
Throughout my time I heard tales of Himey
D#mF#A#mFC#Am
Frenchy, Jamaican Pauly, Ducky Cally
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Rodney Bump and Chick, nigga
FF#F#mC#
A lot a niggas flow the way I flow
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but ain't been in the game all their life so don't know who I know
C#F#D#mF#
Writin rhymes is the best way I express how I feel
F#mFmDmC#
If I ain't rich by twenty-six, I'll be dead or in jail
Comin up I heard sippin to much booze'll leave you confused
G#mG#
And if you watch the news you see playas in this game that lose
D#mBG#BG#mFmC#
I'm forgettin Lefty and Jazz, Pretty Tony and Lance
FmFF#mC#C#m
Head Lou, Mel son, Troy and E Money Bags
C#C#mC#
And a conversation over shrimp and lobster
C#mC#C#mC#F#
And Benny Hiners heard Chico stopped boxin, and started robbin diners
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Shout out to Clanvis and Clutch, Bob Dre, Black Will
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If the flow don't kill you the Mac will
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 F# 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
《Ghetto Qua Ran》調性為 F# 大調、速度約每分鐘 161 拍、整體情緒歡快。主要和弦為 D#m、E、G#m、C#。（以上為 AI 音訊分析，僅供參考）
歌詞解析
一句話主旨
描繪貧民窟的生存掙扎與黑幫文化，詮釋底層社會的暴力、金錢與兄弟情誼。
主題
聚焦美國南方貧民窟的黑幫生態，探討犯罪、金錢誘惑、社會壓迫與個人掙扎，並透過個人回憶與街頭敘事展現底層生活的殘酷與複雜。
情緒
沉重、無奈、警覺、懷舊與對命運的抗爭情緒交織，帶有自省與對現實的控訴。
意象與手法
運用「bulletproof BM」（防彈車）、「jet skis」（噴射滑水車）、「projects」（貧民社區）等具體物件象徵黑幫勢力與奢華生活；以「Life's a bitch, with a pretty face, but she burnin」（人生是個醜陋的婊子，卻披著美麗外衣）等比喻揭示社會的虛偽與殘酷；透過重複的副歌結構強化主題，並以直接敘事方式呈現個人經歷。
重點句解讀
1. 「Lord forgive me, for I've sinned」
原文「Lord forgive me, for I've sinned」
解析以宗教意象開場，暗示主角對自身罪行的自省，同時呼應後文「Over and over again, just to stay on top」（不斷重複罪行以維持地位），凸顯底層生存的道德困境。
2. 「Life's a bitch, with a pretty face, but she burnin」
原文「Life's a bitch, with a pretty face, but she burnin」
解析用「婊子」比喻人生，揭示社會表面繁榮下隱藏的破壞力，呼應歌詞中「po-po under pressure」（警察壓力）與「corrupted since birth」（自出生即腐化）等對現實的批判。
3. 「If I ain't rich by twenty-six, I'll be dead or in jail」
原文「If I ain't rich by twenty-six, I'll be dead or in jail」
解析直接
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）。