Verse 1：
How you gonna take this? like a Man or a bitch?
You gon' get it on nigga or you gon' snitch?
I represent niggas in the hood gettin' rich
man, I stack chips and I unload clips
after 3 Summers in the joint I thought life was hard
Some niggas started fightin', some niggas found God
you know me, started sellin' leek in the yard
yo, I ran into niggas who used to have Hummers
big as Hell in the joint wearin' '86 numbers
damm Dog, you been in here that long?
you could think that, but say that and yo' ass is dead wrong
a convo is only three words, 'yo whattup'
you ain't gotta work out to leave this nigga cut up
let a nigga find out you on some goin' home shit
and you tryin' to bounce without payin' a loan, shit
some niggas beat cases on the strength of they cream
after the witnesses disappeared on the strength of they team
I'm hard as Hell to get along wit' so it never fails
a nigga I got beef with end up in the same jail
he had a L rolled in bible paper blowin' the lye
I sent him a little kite just to be blowin' his high
and when I shot you in NewYork why would I box you now?
If I catch you in the yard I'm'a ox you down
niggas you think is real really can't hold they own
I'll have 'em on some E.T. shit tryin' to phone home
in here a gemstar is like a Nine Milly chrome
it's similar, infact they'll both split ya dome
scars are souvenirs, niggas always take 'em home.
Chorus -
You got blown over the jack? (that ain't gangsta)
Your Man ran when you got clapped? (that ain't gangsta)
rockin' a vest with no gat? (that ain't gangsta)
you only a thug when you rap? (that ain't gangsta)
niggas jooked you for your track? (that ain't gangsta)
you ran to other thugs to get it back? (that ain't gangsta)
niggas ran off with your packs? (that ain't gangsta)
If you ain't bustin' ya gat (that ain't gangsta)
Verse 2:
You'd call me an Animal if you seen me livin' on lock
I stay in a box cats be shook when I'm visitin' pop-ulation
when I walk by, niggas like 'Fifty don't play Son'
yeah, somethin' really wrong with that nigga...
max out, I'm goin' straight for the glock
bust a u-turn, I'm goin' straight to the block
the things that'll happen if niggas say I can't eat
down goes the window....out goes the heat
I'll make the whole block look like a ****ing' track meet
some get it in the leg, some get it in the back
some get it in the foot, bleed all over their airmax
****** pump my packs or pay poor tax
it's extortion, it happens in the hood often
claim more lives than choices, free abortions
Rich Nice says I got a problem with the dice
'cause I put the title to the Benz on the line twice
I rock shit 'cause I stay on that block shi
that 9mm Ruger to your knot ******t
see the difference is I'm real and you not, kid
I still stash crack money in my sock, ******t
ya'll niggas wanna pop shit? I pop clip
leave with your blood on my mink in the drop Six
Guiliani and Pataki can't stop this
since '86 my whole clique pop Criss.
Chorus
5-5-1 BLLLAAAP BLLLAAAP!!
1-3-4 BLLLAAAP BLLLAAAP!!
What the **** you know about that?
That Ain't Gangsta - Popu Lady
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[00:16.44]Verse 1：
[00:20.88]How you gonna take this? like a Man or a bitch?
[00:23.49]You gon' get it on nigga or you gon' snitch?
[00:25.89]I represent niggas in the hood gettin' rich
[00:28.38]man, I stack chips and I unload clips
[00:31.02]after 3 Summers in the joint I thought life was hard
[00:34.05]Some niggas started fightin', some niggas found God
[00:36.42]you know me, started sellin' leek in the yard
[00:39.00]yo, I ran into niggas who used to have Hummers
[00:41.61]big as Hell in the joint wearin' '86 numbers
[00:44.19]damm Dog, you been in here that long?
[00:46.20]you could think that, but say that and yo' ass is dead wrong
[00:49.35]a convo is only three words, 'yo whattup'
[00:52.11]you ain't gotta work out to leave this nigga cut up
[00:54.24]let a nigga find out you on some goin' home shit
[00:57.00]and you tryin' to bounce without payin' a loan, shit
[00:59.52]some niggas beat cases on the strength of they cream
[01:01.71]after the witnesses disappeared on the strength of they team
[01:04.26]I'm hard as Hell to get along wit' so it never fails
[01:06.96]a nigga I got beef with end up in the same jail
[01:09.42]he had a L rolled in bible paper blowin' the lye
[01:12.00]I sent him a little kite just to be blowin' his high
[01:14.49]and when I shot you in NewYork why would I box you now?
[01:17.07]If I catch you in the yard I'm'a ox you down
[01:19.59]niggas you think is real really can't hold they own
[01:22.11]I'll have 'em on some E.T. shit tryin' to phone home
[01:24.87]in here a gemstar is like a Nine Milly chrome
[01:27.45]it's similar, infact they'll both split ya dome
[01:29.79]scars are souvenirs, niggas always take 'em home.
[01:31.98]Chorus -
[01:32.19]You got blown over the jack? (that ain't gangsta)
[01:34.59]Your Man ran when you got clapped? (that ain't gangsta)
[01:37.14]rockin' a vest with no gat? (that ain't gangsta)
[01:39.57]you only a thug when you rap? (that ain't gangsta)
[01:42.15]niggas jooked you for your track? (that ain't gangsta)
[01:44.49]you ran to other thugs to get it back? (that ain't gangsta)
[01:47.22]niggas ran off with your packs? (that ain't gangsta)
[01:49.92]If you ain't bustin' ya gat (that ain't gangsta)
[01:52.11]Verse 2:
[01:52.44]You'd call me an Animal if you seen me livin' on lock
[01:55.05]I stay in a box cats be shook when I'm visitin' pop-ulation
[01:58.47]when I walk by, niggas like 'Fifty don't play Son'
[02:00.90]yeah, somethin' really wrong with that nigga...
[02:03.03]max out, I'm goin' straight for the glock
[02:05.61]bust a u-turn, I'm goin' straight to the block
[02:08.10]the things that'll happen if niggas say I can't eat
[02:10.68]down goes the window....out goes the heat
[02:12.81]I'll make the whole block look like a ****ing' track meet
[02:15.60]some get it in the leg, some get it in the back
[02:17.91]some get it in the foot, bleed all over their airmax
[02:20.79]****** pump my packs or pay poor tax
[02:23.16]it's extortion, it happens in the hood often
[02:25.35]claim more lives than choices, free abortions
[02:28.23]Rich Nice says I got a problem with the dice
[02:30.69]'cause I put the title to the Benz on the line twice
[02:33.45]I rock shit 'cause I stay on that block shi
[02:36.18]that 9mm Ruger to your knot ******t
[02:38.94]see the difference is I'm real and you not, kid
[02:41.37]I still stash crack money in my sock, ******t
[02:44.13]ya'll niggas wanna pop shit? I pop clip
[02:46.74]leave with your blood on my mink in the drop Six
[02:49.08]Guiliani and Pataki can't stop this
[02:52.05]since '86 my whole clique pop Criss.
[02:53.67]Chorus
[02:57.90]5-5-1 BLLLAAAP BLLLAAAP!!
[02:58.74]1-3-4 BLLLAAAP BLLLAAAP!!
[02:59.25]What the **** you know about that?
移調 原調
C#A#
Verse 1：
A#mFm
How you gonna take this? like a Man or a bitch?
D#mC#
You gon' get it on nigga or you gon' snitch?
I represent niggas in the hood gettin' rich
D#m
man, I stack chips and I unload clips
C#FmC#
after 3 Summers in the joint I thought life was hard
FmC#
Some niggas started fightin', some niggas found God
A#A#mFmC#Fm
you know me, started sellin' leek in the yard
D#mC#Fm
yo, I ran into niggas who used to have Hummers
C#FmC#
big as Hell in the joint wearin' '86 numbers
damm Dog, you been in here that long?
C#mD#mC#F
you could think that, but say that and yo' ass is dead wrong
FmFFm
a convo is only three words, 'yo whattup'
D#G#
you ain't gotta work out to leave this nigga cut up
CF
let a nigga find out you on some goin' home shit
FmF
and you tryin' to bounce without payin' a loan, shit
FmGmG#
some niggas beat cases on the strength of they cream
D#
after the witnesses disappeared on the strength of they team
D#mFm
I'm hard as Hell to get along wit' so it never fails
A#Fm
a nigga I got beef with end up in the same jail
A#Fm
he had a L rolled in bible paper blowin' the lye
A#C#
I sent him a little kite just to be blowin' his high
DmD#m
and when I shot you in NewYork why would I box you now?
C#D#m
If I catch you in the yard I'm'a ox you down
A#Fm
niggas you think is real really can't hold they own
G#FmC#Fm
I'll have 'em on some E.T. shit tryin' to phone home
A#Fm
in here a gemstar is like a Nine Milly chrome
A#C#
it's similar, infact they'll both split ya dome
scars are souvenirs, niggas always take 'em home.
Chorus -
DmD#m
You got blown over the jack? (that ain't gangsta)
C#A#DmC#
Your Man ran when you got clapped? (that ain't gangsta)
rockin' a vest with no gat? (that ain't gangsta)
C#m
you only a thug when you rap? (that ain't gangsta)
D#m
niggas jooked you for your track? (that ain't gangsta)
C#Fm
you ran to other thugs to get it back? (that ain't gangsta)
C#FmA#Fm
niggas ran off with your packs? (that ain't gangsta)
C#FmC#
If you ain't bustin' ya gat (that ain't gangsta)
Verse 2:
FmG#Fm
You'd call me an Animal if you seen me livin' on lock
A#Fm
I stay in a box cats be shook when I'm visitin' pop-ulation
when I walk by, niggas like 'Fifty don't play Son'
yeah, somethin' really wrong with that nigga...
A#A#mFm
max out, I'm goin' straight for the glock
C#Fm
bust a u-turn, I'm goin' straight to the block
D#mC#
the things that'll happen if niggas say I can't eat
down goes the window....out goes the heat
C#mC#C#mD#m
I'll make the whole block look like a ****ing' track meet
C#Fm
some get it in the leg, some get it in the back
some get it in the foot, bleed all over their airmax
G#C#G#
****** pump my packs or pay poor tax
C#FmF
it's extortion, it happens in the hood often
Fm
claim more lives than choices, free abortions
C#
Rich Nice says I got a problem with the dice
FmA#G#Fm
'cause I put the title to the Benz on the line twice
G#C#
I rock shit 'cause I stay on that block shi
Fm
that 9mm Ruger to your knot ******t
A#C#
see the difference is I'm real and you not, kid
A#mC#A#mC#
I still stash crack money in my sock, ******t
DmD#mFm
ya'll niggas wanna pop shit? I pop clip
C#A#C#Fm
leave with your blood on my mink in the drop Six
C#
Guiliani and Pataki can't stop this
Fm
since '86 my whole clique pop Criss.
A#mC#FmA#C#
Chorus
Fm
5-5-1 BLLLAAAP BLLLAAAP!!
C#
1-3-4 BLLLAAAP BLLLAAAP!!
FmC#DmD#mFmA#DmC#C#mD#mD#D#mFmG#FmFFmGmCmGmCGmCAmCD#ED#A#mCmD#FCmFmD#A#mC#mED#G#mCmFmC#FmG#C#FmA#mC#FmD#mC#FmC#A#D#mG#C#D#A#C#FmC#FmA#mC#FmA#C#FmC#FmC#DmD#mFmA#DmC#C#mD#mD#CmC#FmG#D#G#CmFmCmG#
What the **** you know about that?
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曲解析
《That Ain't Gangsta》調性為 F 小調、速度約每分鐘 129 拍、整體情緒激昂。主要和弦為 Fm、C#、A#、D#m。（以上為 AI 音訊分析，僅供參考）
歌詞解析
一句話主旨
以幫派文化為背景，質疑虛偽的「幫派精神」與表面行為的真實性。
主題
探討幫派生活中的虛偽、暴力與身份認同的矛盾，批判僅以外在符號標榜「gangsta」的行為。
情緒
強烈、躁動、反叛中帶有對現實的無奈與嘲諷。
意象與手法
運用幫派語言、武器（如「glock」「9mm Ruger」）、監獄（「joint」）等符號建構街頭氛圍，透過對話形式與具體場景描寫（如「bust a u-turn」「bleed all over their airmax」）強化真實感，並以反覆質問句式（「that ain't gangsta」）凸顯批判立場。
重點句解讀
1. 「You got blown over the jack? (that ain't gangsta)」
中文翻譯「你被錢財擊潰了嗎？（這不叫幫派）」
解析以「jack」（錢財）象徵物質誘惑，質疑僅因金錢而退縮的行為不配稱為「幫派精神」。
2. 「scars are souvenirs, niggas always take 'em home」
中文翻譯「傷痕是紀念品，幫派份子總帶著它們回家」
解析將傷疤視為「成就」的象徵，反映幫派文化中對痛苦與暴力的扭曲浪漫化。
3. 「see the difference is I'm real and you not, kid」
中文翻譯「你不懂，我才是真的，而你不是，孩子」
解析強調自身與「偽裝幫派」者的本質差異，隱含對虛偽行為的鄙夷。
4. 「Guiliani and Pataki can't stop this」
中文翻譯「蓋瑞蒂與帕塔基無法阻止這一切」
解析引用政治人物名稱，暗示系統性腐敗與街頭暴力的無解困境。
適合情境
適合在反思社會現象、表達個人抗爭精神，或需要強烈節奏與衝突感的場合聆聽。
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）。