Artist：50 cent
Songs Title：banks victory
Yo, yo we cant stay alive forever
So if shit hit the fan then we might as well die together
Im high as ever, more holes and more cheddar
G-unit move around wit them pounds and berretas
Yea faggot, if I want it Im gon have it
Regardless if its handed to me or I gotta grab it
Dont make a ass outta yaself tryin to stop me
I'm c**ky, raps rocky, b***h you sloppy
You know that I'm 8 levels above you b***h
I'll club you b***h, I never heard of you b***h, ugly b***h
Im the wrong one to provoke
You rattin' on niggas is only gonna leave you smoked
So the only thing left now is tools for these cowrads
I got no friends, **** most of these cowards
They pop shit till we start approachin' these cowards
While we lay around dollars, they lay around flowers
I got a intergangstress who argue and steams wit reefer
And who flip when I call a b***h like she queen latifah
Not all the vehicles is long enough to stash the streetsweeper
This shit can get uglier than the master p sneaker
We slidin through the ruckus, wit prada on the chuckus
Soon as spring break hos home from college wanna **** us
I aint here to drop knowledge on you suckas
I'll sick rottweilers on you niggas, cops followin' to cuff us
Top dollars to discuss this, whole lotta zeros
When it comes to paper I blow a soul outta aero
Ima break before I lay floor berry
Besides, every rapper ain't a star, b***h plaid ain't Burberry
You cant tame lloyd, smokin by the big screen
You changin the channel looks like Im playin the game boy
I know to watch botherin ya vision
You reach and Ill put a dot on ya head like its part of yo religion
Why party wit a pigeon?
Im blowin a 10 cuz bush handin flyers for a party in a prison
Im in the gucci vest wit the green and red straps
I'm the last rapper to scare niggas since Craig Mack
Now every mornings a fast start
And there aint problem gettin dressed cuz my closet got more aisles than pathmark
Run, move startin a wave
And leave wit 12 shells in ya mouth like a carton of eggs
Im the young pimp pardon my age
I dont got long hair but if I did she be puttin my braids
Niggas find what club they at
Take em wit us, and run a train on em like a subway mac
Get advances from grey agra
See these record labels got most artists gettin' ****ed like the gay rapper
I go the college on the tour
Im goin down in history B***h, next to wallace and shakur
I keep ya ammo clean, text polished in the drawer
Cameras by the hamper that mine into the floor
By now, you probably heard of me
Fresh outta surgery, flashy as a b***h, you gon have to murder me
Burglary, Im leavin wit cha nikes bergendy, white t, bergendy
You match now, back down
Niggas love to hate you, but love you when you disappear
Catch me on the boat wit' shit smokin' and official gear
Heavy when I toke, c notes from different years
Besly in the robe, re-motes for liftin chairs
You aint rich, but we glad to snatch ya
I send cars to crib like Im a cab dispatcha
You better off wit ya stupid guys, lookin for a coupe to drive
You aint gettin nuttin but ya french fries supersized
Its a damn shame yall still local
Im in a million dollar studio layin my vocals
B***h
Still in the projects B***h, you aint goin nowhere
You gon ****in' be there for the rest of yo mother****in' life
And yo momma said, Im supposed to tell you somethin.....
To encourage you, somethin positive
Aight well I aint gon lie to you mutha****a, he aint goin nowhere
Get yaself a beer, get on the ****in curve
****in dirtbag
Banks Victory - Popu Lady
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[00:00.94]Artist：50 cent
[00:02.31]Songs Title：banks victory
[00:14.63]Yo, yo we cant stay alive forever
[00:15.94]So if shit hit the fan then we might as well die together
[00:19.07]Im high as ever, more holes and more cheddar
[00:21.82]G-unit move around wit them pounds and berretas
[00:24.19]Yea faggot, if I want it Im gon have it
[00:27.07]Regardless if its handed to me or I gotta grab it
[00:29.69]Dont make a ass outta yaself tryin to stop me
[00:32.26]I'm c**ky, raps rocky, b***h you sloppy
[00:33.69]You know that I'm 8 levels above you b***h
[00:36.13]I'll club you b***h, I never heard of you b***h, ugly b***h
[00:38.57]Im the wrong one to provoke
[00:42.57]You rattin' on niggas is only gonna leave you smoked
[00:45.32]So the only thing left now is tools for these cowrads
[00:47.63]I got no friends, **** most of these cowards
[00:49.69]They pop shit till we start approachin' these cowards
[00:52.13]While we lay around dollars, they lay around flowers
[00:55.76]I got a intergangstress who argue and steams wit reefer
[00:58.13]And who flip when I call a b***h like she queen latifah
[01:00.88]Not all the vehicles is long enough to stash the streetsweeper
[01:03.34]This shit can get uglier than the master p sneaker
[01:05.74]We slidin through the ruckus, wit prada on the chuckus
[01:08.37]Soon as spring break hos home from college wanna **** us
[01:11.07]I aint here to drop knowledge on you suckas
[01:13.45]I'll sick rottweilers on you niggas, cops followin' to cuff us
[01:16.07]Top dollars to discuss this, whole lotta zeros
[01:19.13]When it comes to paper I blow a soul outta aero
[01:21.76]Ima break before I lay floor berry
[01:23.82]Besides, every rapper ain't a star, b***h plaid ain't Burberry
[01:26.69]You cant tame lloyd, smokin by the big screen
[01:29.51]You changin the channel looks like Im playin the game boy
[01:32.14]I know to watch botherin ya vision
[01:34.13]You reach and Ill put a dot on ya head like its part of yo religion
[01:37.07]Why party wit a pigeon?
[01:38.82]Im blowin a 10 cuz bush handin flyers for a party in a prison
[01:41.32]Im in the gucci vest wit the green and red straps
[01:45.07]I'm the last rapper to scare niggas since Craig Mack
[01:47.88]Now every mornings a fast start
[01:49.82]And there aint problem gettin dressed cuz my closet got more aisles than pathmark
[01:52.26]Run, move startin a wave
[01:55.39]And leave wit 12 shells in ya mouth like a carton of eggs
[01:57.76]Im the young pimp pardon my age
[02:00.59]I dont got long hair but if I did she be puttin my braids
[02:03.51]Niggas find what club they at
[02:04.82]Take em wit us, and run a train on em like a subway mac
[02:08.57]Get advances from grey agra
[02:10.38]See these record labels got most artists gettin' ****ed like the gay rapper
[02:12.93]I go the college on the tour
[02:16.06]Im goin down in history B***h, next to wallace and shakur
[02:18.30]I keep ya ammo clean, text polished in the drawer
[02:21.31]Cameras by the hamper that mine into the floor
[02:24.50]By now, you probably heard of me
[02:26.62]Fresh outta surgery, flashy as a b***h, you gon have to murder me
[02:29.87]Burglary, Im leavin wit cha nikes bergendy, white t, bergendy
[02:32.01]You match now, back down
[02:35.38]Niggas love to hate you, but love you when you disappear
[02:37.57]Catch me on the boat wit' shit smokin' and official gear
[02:40.51]Heavy when I toke, c notes from different years
[02:42.89]Besly in the robe, re-motes for liftin chairs
[02:45.64]You aint rich, but we glad to snatch ya
[02:47.95]I send cars to crib like Im a cab dispatcha
[02:50.64]You better off wit ya stupid guys, lookin for a coupe to drive
[02:53.13]You aint gettin nuttin but ya french fries supersized
[02:55.95]Its a damn shame yall still local
[02:58.37]Im in a million dollar studio layin my vocals
[03:00.93]B***h
[03:01.24]Still in the projects B***h, you aint goin nowhere
[03:05.24]You gon ****in' be there for the rest of yo mother****in' life
[03:09.68]And yo momma said, Im supposed to tell you somethin.....
[03:13.68]To encourage you, somethin positive
[03:17.80]Aight well I aint gon lie to you mutha****a, he aint goin nowhere
[03:22.68]Get yaself a beer, get on the ****in curve
[03:25.49]****in dirtbag
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Artist：50 cent
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Songs Title：banks victory
CmA
Yo, yo we cant stay alive forever
AmDmGmDm
So if shit hit the fan then we might as well die together
GmFmFFmCm
Im high as ever, more holes and more cheddar
GEAmC
G-unit move around wit them pounds and berretas
FABmGDC#
Yea faggot, if I want it Im gon have it
DmFFmG#Bm
Regardless if its handed to me or I gotta grab it
G#DA
Dont make a ass outta yaself tryin to stop me
F#D#mB
I'm c**ky, raps rocky, b***h you sloppy
BmDmAmAE
You know that I'm 8 levels above you b***h
A#CmA#EFm
I'll club you b***h, I never heard of you b***h, ugly b***h
EAFDmGF#F#mFAm
Im the wrong one to provoke
C#mC#GBmA#F
You rattin' on niggas is only gonna leave you smoked
FmGmAmFD#
So the only thing left now is tools for these cowrads
DBEG#
I got no friends, **** most of these cowards
FG#CCm
They pop shit till we start approachin' these cowards
CAmDmD
While we lay around dollars, they lay around flowers
DmF
I got a intergangstress who argue and steams wit reefer
FmCG#G#mAAm
And who flip when I call a b***h like she queen latifah
AAmDmD
Not all the vehicles is long enough to stash the streetsweeper
DmFm
This shit can get uglier than the master p sneaker
EmEG#mG#F#mAm
We slidin through the ruckus, wit prada on the chuckus
DGG#C
Soon as spring break hos home from college wanna **** us
FmFFmC
I aint here to drop knowledge on you suckas
CmBAm
I'll sick rottweilers on you niggas, cops followin' to cuff us
FDBmCmAFm
Top dollars to discuss this, whole lotta zeros
CEmE
When it comes to paper I blow a soul outta aero
BmEBm
Ima break before I lay floor berry
G#mGGmG#mE
Besides, every rapper ain't a star, b***h plaid ain't Burberry
BmGAmEBD
You cant tame lloyd, smokin by the big screen
AA#DA#mG#D#m
You changin the channel looks like Im playin the game boy
A#GDmF#mF
I know to watch botherin ya vision
A#AmCmD#mFm
You reach and Ill put a dot on ya head like its part of yo religion
FC#G#
Why party wit a pigeon?
CmGC#FmG
Im blowin a 10 cuz bush handin flyers for a party in a prison
C#mC#CmGmEF#
Im in the gucci vest wit the green and red straps
AmFA#m
I'm the last rapper to scare niggas since Craig Mack
G#DmA#Cm
Now every mornings a fast start
AmDmA#mG#Am
And there aint problem gettin dressed cuz my closet got more aisles than pathmark
F#mGDm
Run, move startin a wave
FG#
And leave wit 12 shells in ya mouth like a carton of eggs
EmAm
Im the young pimp pardon my age
DDmF
I dont got long hair but if I did she be puttin my braids
FmDmEm
Niggas find what club they at
G#mG#F#mAmDmG
Take em wit us, and run a train on em like a subway mac
ADmFmF
Get advances from grey agra
FmCG#m
See these record labels got most artists gettin' ****ed like the gay rapper
AmBm
I go the college on the tour
CmDmFFm
Im goin down in history B***h, next to wallace and shakur
EEmEBEmG#
I keep ya ammo clean, text polished in the drawer
G#mC#mAmDE
Cameras by the hamper that mine into the floor
DF#
By now, you probably heard of me
D#GCmC#mA
Fresh outta surgery, flashy as a b***h, you gon have to murder me
DmGmE
Burglary, Im leavin wit cha nikes bergendy, white t, bergendy
C#GmECG#D
You match now, back down
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Niggas love to hate you, but love you when you disappear
DGG#mC#Dm
Catch me on the boat wit' shit smokin' and official gear
AmCmCG
Heavy when I toke, c notes from different years
EAmAEFm
Besly in the robe, re-motes for liftin chairs
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You aint rich, but we glad to snatch ya
CAmC#C#mGD
I send cars to crib like Im a cab dispatcha
AA#mA#A
You better off wit ya stupid guys, lookin for a coupe to drive
A#mDAmD
You aint gettin nuttin but ya french fries supersized
DmF
Its a damn shame yall still local
AmFmE
Im in a million dollar studio layin my vocals
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B***h
AAmDDmA#
Still in the projects B***h, you aint goin nowhere
EmBmEmAmAAm
You gon ****in' be there for the rest of yo mother****in' life
G#DmCmGG#FmCmFm
And yo momma said, Im supposed to tell you somethin.....
CmCCmEmAmDBm
To encourage you, somethin positive
GBmFmA#CEmEEm
Aight well I aint gon lie to you mutha****a, he aint goin nowhere
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Get yaself a beer, get on the ****in curve
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****in dirtbag
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曲解析
《Banks Victory》調性為 A 小調、速度約每分鐘 129 拍、整體情緒激昂。主要和弦為 Am、Dm、F、D。（以上為 AI 音訊分析，僅供參考）
歌詞解析
一句話主旨
以強勢語氣詮釋在逆境中堅持自我、不屈服於壓力的生存哲學。
主題
街頭文化中的競爭意識、自我價值肯定與對抗現實的掙扎。
情緒
充滿自信與挑戰性的強烈情緒，夾雜著對命運的無畏與對現實的嘲諷。
意象與手法
運用街頭符碼（如「G-unit」「berretas」「prada」）與對比手法（「dollars」與「flowers」「closet 有更多 aisles」），強化生存鬥志與物質追求的張力，並以戲謔口吻解構社會規範。
重點句解讀
1. 「Yo, yo we cant stay alive forever」
對生命無常的坦承，卻轉化為「die together」的共鳴，凸顯團結與宿命感。
2. 「I'm the wrong one to provoke」
以威脅語氣強化自身不可輕忽的態度，隱喻處於遊戲規則的優勢位置。
3. 「Im in the gucci vest wit the green and red straps」
透過服飾細節暗示經濟地位與審美價值的轉移，顛覆傳統街頭文化的象徵。
4. 「You aint rich, but we glad to snatch ya」
語帶嘲諷地揭示資源掠奪的現實，反映社會階層的矛盾關係。
適合情境
面對競爭壓力時的自我激勵、街頭文化愛好者的情感共鳴，或需要強化個人主張的場合。
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）。