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 - 房祖名
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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
ADDm
I told niggas not to shoot dice with me
F
Look at this stack
CD
I got money
GEmGmD
I got money
DmDDm
Hahaha
Aww nigga don't trip
FDmCD
I'll kill ya if you **** with my grip
GCGDGD
I won't hesitate to let off a clip
Dm
Aww nigga don't trip
FFmG
You gon' make me get on some shit
Gm
Run up on you quick
D
What up, you're whipped
DmDDm
Aww nigga don't trip
FFmC
You gon' get ya monkey ass hit
GCGmC#mCm
Run in ya whip tryna **** with my clique
F#mAF#mD
Aww nigga don't trip
DmD
Case you didn't know who this is
DmC#Dm
Its 50 Cent nigga, G-Unit
C#
Aww nigga don't trip
GGmDDmAmD
I come through your hood, stuntin' in my yellow lam
DmDC#DmC#
Murcielago, top down, b***h damn
GmG#DDmD
I'm the biggest crook from New York since son of Sam
C#FmDmC#m
Cruisin', bumpin' Bugz shit, ruger in my hand
GDDmD
Thinkin' the east ain't enough, its time to expand
DmDC#FmDmC#A
I plan to head out west and plant my feet down
GmCmAmDmD
A nigga big as King Kong in the street now
DmBmDmF
I do a lil house shoppin', and buy me a crib
DGD
Its palm trees and pretty b*****s out in Cali kid
DmFFm
I touched the Hollywood paper, go and shoot me some flicks
GCGD
Have some supermodel b*****s come and suck on my d**k
DmDDmFFm
My mom turn in her grave if I married a white chick
CGD
But baby'll suck the chrome off the Chevy and shit
DmDDmFFm
Niggas be wearin' fake signs, I'm rockin' a lil charm
CGGmD
Thirty karrots on the pinky, kiss the ring on the Don
DmD
Crack open that Cali bud, stuff the weight in the bomb
DmC#
B***h you hustle, but me I hustle harder
FmFDGDGDDm
I got what you need, them trees, that heart, that powder
FmDmDGCmAmDADDm
My niggas we gee packs, devour on the hour
FmDmC#GADGD
They shoot when I say shoot, so I'm in the position of power
DmFmDm
You **** around if you wanna
GD
Where I'm from, you learn to blend in, or get touched
DmC#FmDm
I don't need niggas for support, I don't walk with a crutch
DGD
Niggas know my stage, they don't **** with me son
DmDC#
You got an appetite for hollow-tips, I'll feed you my gun
DmDFCmAmD
This is that ferrari F-50 shit, its real layed back
DmC#Fm
Type shit you recline to in the Maybach
DmGD
I got two suiters now, on the run from the fuzz
DmDDmFm
You get the same shit for ten bodies, you get for one cuz
DmFCmC#mD
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 D 大調、速度約每分鐘 161 拍、整體情緒歡快。主要和弦為 D、Dm、G、Fm。（以上為 AI 音訊分析，僅供參考）
歌詞解析
一句話主旨
透過強硬語氣與暴力意象，展現掌控權力的自我確立與對抗態度。
主題
權力爭奪、街頭生存哲學、自我價值的極端宣示。
情緒
威懾、自負、焦躁、冷酷、挑釁。
意象與手法
以「跑車、槍枝、金錢」等物質符碼象徵勢力，透過「命令式語氣」與「威脅性動作」（如「shoot when I say shoot」）強化控制權，並以「加州、好莱坞」等地標暗示勢力擴張。
重點句解讀
1. 「I come through your hood, stuntin' in my yellow lam」
原文短句暗示入侵對方地盤並以豪華跑車（yellow
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）。