Hahaha
I told niggas not to shoot dice with me
Look at this stack
I got money
I got money
Hahaha
[50 Cent]
Aww nigga don't trip
I'll kill ya if you **** with my grip
I won't hesitate to let off a clip
Aww nigga don't trip
You gon' make me get on some shit
Run up on you quick
What up, you're whipped
Aww nigga don't trip
You gon' get ya monkey ass hit
Run in ya whip tryna **** with my clique
Aww nigga don't trip
Case you didn't know who this is
Its 50 Cent nigga, G-Unit
Aww nigga don't trip
[Verse 1- 50 Cent]
I come through your hood, stuntin' in my yellow lam
Murcielago, top down, b***h damn
I'm the biggest crook from New York since son of Sam
Cruisin', bumpin' Bugz shit, ruger in my hand
Thinkin' the east ain't enough, its time to expand
I plan to head out west and plant my feet down
A nigga big as King Kong in the street now
I do a lil house shoppin', and buy me a crib
Its palm trees and pretty b*****s out in Cali kid
I touched the Hollywood paper, go and shoot me some flicks
Have some supermodel b*****s come and suck on my d**k
My mom turn in her grave if I married a white chick
But baby'll suck the chrome off the Chevy and shit
Niggas be wearin' fake signs, I'm rockin' a lil charm
Thirty karrots on the pinky, kiss the ring on the Don
Crack open that Cali bud, stuff the weight in the bomb
[Chorus- 50 Cent]
B***h you hustle, but me I hustle harder
I got what you need, them trees, that heart, that powder
My niggas we gee packs, devour on the hour
They shoot when I say shoot, so I'm in the position of power
You **** around if you wanna
[Verse 2- 50 Cent]
Where I'm from, you learn to blend in, or get touched
I don't need niggas for support, I don't walk with a crutch
Niggas know my stage, they don't **** with me son
You got an appetite for hollow-tips, I'll feed you my gun
This is that ferrari F-50 shit, its real layed back
Type shit you recline to in the Maybach
I got two suiters now, on the run from the fuzz
You get the same shit for ten bodies, you get for one cuz
I live life in the fast lane, 100 miles an hour, chrome and some wood grain
You know a nigga still really tryna move cane
Make a lil extra money on the side mayn
I ain't playin', I'm up early with the birds word
Puttin' that work in, parrelli's on the Porsche chirpin'
I got a hundred mill from music, a hundred grand from crack
Goin' to see my jeweler, so I can blow a stack
[Chorus- 50 Cent]
B***h you hustle, but me I hustle harder
I got what you need, them trees, that heart, that powder
My niggas we gee packs, devour on the hour
They shoot when I say shoot, so I'm in the position of power
You **** around if you wanna
Position Of Power - 衛詩
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[00:00.00]作曲 : Curtis Jackson & Jonathan
[00:00.00]Hahaha
[00:02.46]I told niggas not to shoot dice with me
[00:05.40]Look at this stack
[00:06.75]I got money
[00:08.01]I got money
[00:09.57]Hahaha
[00:10.68][50 Cent]
[00:10.95]Aww nigga don't trip
[00:11.97]I'll kill ya if you **** with my grip
[00:13.83]I won't hesitate to let off a clip
[00:15.93]Aww nigga don't trip
[00:17.67]You gon' make me get on some shit
[00:19.41]Run up on you quick
[00:20.46]What up, you're whipped
[00:21.51]Aww nigga don't trip
[00:23.22]You gon' get ya monkey ass hit
[00:24.84]Run in ya whip tryna **** with my clique
[00:27.06]Aww nigga don't trip
[00:28.83]Case you didn't know who this is
[00:30.42]Its 50 Cent nigga, G-Unit
[00:32.55]Aww nigga don't trip
[00:32.82][Verse 1- 50 Cent]
[00:33.18]I come through your hood, stuntin' in my yellow lam
[00:36.09]Murcielago, top down, b***h damn
[00:38.67]I'm the biggest crook from New York since son of Sam
[00:41.64]Cruisin', bumpin' Bugz shit, ruger in my hand
[00:44.28]Thinkin' the east ain't enough, its time to expand
[00:47.25]I plan to head out west and plant my feet down
[00:50.40]A nigga big as King Kong in the street now
[00:52.80]I do a lil house shoppin', and buy me a crib
[00:55.62]Its palm trees and pretty b*****s out in Cali kid
[00:58.41]I touched the Hollywood paper, go and shoot me some flicks
[01:01.32]Have some supermodel b*****s come and suck on my d**k
[01:03.96]My mom turn in her grave if I married a white chick
[01:06.84]But baby'll suck the chrome off the Chevy and shit
[01:09.78]Niggas be wearin' fake signs, I'm rockin' a lil charm
[01:12.48]Thirty karrots on the pinky, kiss the ring on the Don
[01:15.18]Crack open that Cali bud, stuff the weight in the bomb
[01:17.94][Chorus- 50 Cent]
[01:18.96]B***h you hustle, but me I hustle harder
[01:22.83]I got what you need, them trees, that heart, that powder
[01:28.59]My niggas we gee packs, devour on the hour
[01:34.02]They shoot when I say shoot, so I'm in the position of power
[01:38.76]You **** around if you wanna
[01:40.17][Verse 2- 50 Cent]
[01:40.53]Where I'm from, you learn to blend in, or get touched
[01:42.90]I don't need niggas for support, I don't walk with a crutch
[01:45.75]Niggas know my stage, they don't **** with me son
[01:48.30]You got an appetite for hollow-tips, I'll feed you my gun
[01:51.18]This is that ferrari F-50 shit, its real layed back
[01:54.45]Type shit you recline to in the Maybach
[01:57.15]I got two suiters now, on the run from the fuzz
[01:59.79]You get the same shit for ten bodies, you get for one cuz
[02:02.70]I live life in the fast lane, 100 miles an hour, chrome and some wood grain
[02:07.38]You know a nigga still really tryna move cane
[02:10.26]Make a lil extra money on the side mayn
[02:13.11]I ain't playin', I'm up early with the birds word
[02:15.72]Puttin' that work in, parrelli's on the Porsche chirpin'
[02:18.54]I got a hundred mill from music, a hundred grand from crack
[02:22.59]Goin' to see my jeweler, so I can blow a stack
[02:25.20][Chorus- 50 Cent]
[02:25.92]B***h you hustle, but me I hustle harder
[02:29.82]I got what you need, them trees, that heart, that powder
[02:35.58]My niggas we gee packs, devour on the hour
[02:41.01]They shoot when I say shoot, so I'm in the position of power
[02:45.75]You **** around if you wanna
移調 原調
作曲 : Curtis Jackson & Jonathan
Hahaha
GFmBAG#F#
I told niggas not to shoot dice with me
G#C#m
Look at this stack
G#
I got money
C#mFmG#m
I got money
GCB
Hahaha
A#mC#m
Aww nigga don't trip
F#G#C#m
I'll kill ya if you **** with my grip
G#C#mG#
I won't hesitate to let off a clip
G#mGCm
Aww nigga don't trip
BA#mC#mF#
You gon' make me get on some shit
G#C#
Run up on you quick
C#m
What up, you're whipped
G#C#mFm
Aww nigga don't trip
G#mGCB
You gon' get ya monkey ass hit
AC#mF#G#
Run in ya whip tryna **** with my clique
C#mEG#
Aww nigga don't trip
C#mFm
Case you didn't know who this is
G#mGCBA#m
Its 50 Cent nigga, G-Unit
C#m
Aww nigga don't trip
F#G#C#m
I come through your hood, stuntin' in my yellow lam
FmGCm
Murcielago, top down, b***h damn
BA#mG#F#G#C#m
I'm the biggest crook from New York since son of Sam
G#C#mFm
Cruisin', bumpin' Bugz shit, ruger in my hand
G#mGC
Thinkin' the east ain't enough, its time to expand
I plan to head out west and plant my feet down
A nigga big as King Kong in the street now
I do a lil house shoppin', and buy me a crib
Its palm trees and pretty b*****s out in Cali kid
I touched the Hollywood paper, go and shoot me some flicks
Have some supermodel b*****s come and suck on my d**k
My mom turn in her grave if I married a white chick
But baby'll suck the chrome off the Chevy and shit
Niggas be wearin' fake signs, I'm rockin' a lil charm
Thirty karrots on the pinky, kiss the ring on the Don
Crack open that Cali bud, stuff the weight in the bomb
B***h you hustle, but me I hustle harder
I got what you need, them trees, that heart, that powder
My niggas we gee packs, devour on the hour
They shoot when I say shoot, so I'm in the position of power
You **** around if you wanna
Where I'm from, you learn to blend in, or get touched
I don't need niggas for support, I don't walk with a crutch
Niggas know my stage, they don't **** with me son
You got an appetite for hollow-tips, I'll feed you my gun
This is that ferrari F-50 shit, its real layed back
Type shit you recline to in the Maybach
I got two suiters now, on the run from the fuzz
You get the same shit for ten bodies, you get for one cuz
I live life in the fast lane, 100 miles an hour, chrome and some wood grain
You know a nigga still really tryna move cane
Make a lil extra money on the side mayn
I ain't playin', I'm up early with the birds word
Puttin' that work in, parrelli's on the Porsche chirpin'
I got a hundred mill from music, a hundred grand from crack
Goin' to see my jeweler, so I can blow a stack
B***h you hustle, but me I hustle harder
I got what you need, them trees, that heart, that powder
My niggas we gee packs, devour on the hour
They shoot when I say shoot, so I'm in the position of power
You **** around if you wanna
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曲解析
《Position Of Power》調性為 G# 大調、速度約每分鐘 129 拍、整體情緒歡快。主要和弦為 C#m、G#、G、Fm。（以上為 AI 音訊分析，僅供參考）
歌詞解析
一句話主旨
歌詞展現50 Cent在街頭勢力中的權威與擴張，強調其不可挑戰的領導地位。
主題
聚焦街頭文化中的權力鬥爭、個人奮鬥與威脅，描繪黑幫勢力的擴張與資源掌控。
情緒
充滿威脅性與自負感，透過強硬語氣與重複節奏傳達 dominance（優勢）與不屈態度。
意象與手法
運用車輛（Murcielago、Chevy）、武器（ruger）、財富符號（30 karrots、hundred mill）等街頭文化意象，搭配比喻（如「King Kong」）與重複句式強化節奏與權力感。
重點句解讀
1. 「I got what you need, them trees, that heart, that powder」
「trees」指槍枝，「powder」為火藥，暗示掌握暴力與資源，對敵人形成壓倒性威脅。
2. 「They shoot when I say shoot, so I'm in the position of power」
直接點明權力核心命令即行動，體現絕對控制力與領導地位。
3. 「My mom turn in her grave if I married a white chick」
透過家庭價值觀的衝突，反映角色對傳統與街頭文化的矛盾態度，強化其叛逆形象。
4. 「Goin' to see my jeweler, so I can blow a stack」
「blow a stack」意指炫耀財富，暗示透過金錢與奢侈品鞏固勢力，並嚇阻潛在挑戰者。
適合情境
適合作為競技、競爭或自我激勵時的背景音樂，或用於描繪權力鬥爭的影視作品中，強化角色的威懾力與決心。
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）。