Yeah, 50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo
G-Unit
This rap shit plays a major part of my lif
So if you jeapordize it I got the right
To send a nigga at you tonigh
G-Unit! And I ain't stoppin' to my clique poppin'
Swimmin' in barrels of money
Ma could walk around wit' a head up and challenge you dummy
It's funny, niggas rather see you sufferin' and hungr
I'm hungry as hell, skatin' with another nigga's mone
Take your hats off, you know you ain't that tough
I'm callin' your bets off as soon as you act up
You know what I came for, it isn't the game ball
Artillary that's about as long as a chainsaw
By the way, this feels like I'm dreamin'
Forty cal under my pillow, condom feelin' my dick
The physical presence of a female form of a demon
That's why I **** 'em and leave 'e
Get my nut while I'm breathin'
'Cause they thought they'd catch me slippin'
Now I'm duckin' and trippin'
That's a thousand dollar outfit what the **** is you rippin'
You trippin', more records could get my ass in position
Death wish for no religion whether Catholic or Christian
Listen, I went through my ambition in and out the kitchen
With probable cause it's probably sendin' out to prison
You got soldiers, but you still gotta respect ours
We got more four five's and nines than a deck of cards
You can take me out the 'hood
But can't take the 'hood out me
('Cause what?)
'Cause I'm ghetto, I'm ghetto
Niggas hate when you do goo
But when you broke your friends and your enemies
They love you, they love you
"Cheche, get the llello"
Picture me being crack, out of town trips on the trail
"Cheche, get the Yayo"
Picture me being crack
You can sift me, cut me, I'll turn you to a junkie
I'm the number one seller in the whole ****in' countr
Wallstreet niggas, they cop me on the lo
White boys don't call me coke, they call me blow
It's time to go on the bus, the train, the plane
I'll smuggle, I'm nothin' but trouble
I'll make your money double
Cook me in baking soda
I'll turn your Hooprock into a new Range Rover
I'll pay all your bills and fill your 'frigerator
Feed your family, turn your man into a hater
Put me in your doorpanels or your stashbox
Put me in your Nik's, Timbs or Reeboks
If you cop three and a half you hustlin' backwards
Cop a hundred grams, you movin' forwards
You tryin' to move more birds
In PA all day, on the corner of Third
You can take me out the 'hood
But can't take the 'hood out me
(What?)
'Cause I'm ghetto, I'm ghetto
Picture me poli**********n' pistols, I'm comin' to get you
The shells hit you, you screamin'
Think I'm playin'? I mean it
Man, I done bought all these pistols
Let's get it poppin'
Start wavin' my emboies shell cases get the droppin'
(C'mon)
Like if it's down the corner, I got too much pride to hide
I'm outside, gun in my pocket just stunnin' I'm stoppin'
I'm dyin' to pop it, I'm young and I'm restless
You know my contestants
As the world turns, there's lessons to be learned
Count all my blessin's, clean up my weapons
I'm ready for war, the strong survive, the weak will parish
I told you before, hoes they compliment me now like
"50, nice chain"
Malasio, twenty grand in chips at a dice game
Burn out, can't stop gotta watch MTV
Bet, nigga you see m
I wonder if you mad 'cause I'm doin' good
Or 'cause niggas feelin' me more than you in your own 'hoo
And it hurts 'cause you love 'em and they don't love you back
'Cause they know you just rappin' and you don't bust a gat
You mother****ers
Yeah, explain it to niggas in your hood nigg
They know you mother****in' frontin' nigg
Talkin' like gangstas on a record, I see you mother****ers
Niggas know me **** it, ask around in my hood nigg
Read the, "Daily News" you mother****ers
You see them talkin' about me bitch
I'm in the middle of all kinds of shit
Mother****ers, lets get it poppin'
G-G-Unit, G-G-Unit
G-G-G-Unit, G-G-G-Unit, G-Unit
8 More Miles (Freestyle by 50 Cent and G Unit) - SmashRegz
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[00:00.75]Yeah, 50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo
[00:08.97]G-Unit
[00:09.75]This rap shit plays a major part of my lif
[00:11.76]So if you jeapordize it I got the right
[00:15.27]To send a nigga at you tonigh
[00:17.16]G-Unit! And I ain't stoppin' to my clique poppin'
[00:21.12]Swimmin' in barrels of money
[00:22.62]Ma could walk around wit' a head up and challenge you dummy
[00:25.80]It's funny, niggas rather see you sufferin' and hungr
[00:28.05]I'm hungry as hell, skatin' with another nigga's mone
[00:31.62]Take your hats off, you know you ain't that tough
[00:33.69]I'm callin' your bets off as soon as you act up
[00:36.24]You know what I came for, it isn't the game ball
[00:39.30]Artillary that's about as long as a chainsaw
[00:41.73]By the way, this feels like I'm dreamin'
[00:43.98]Forty cal under my pillow, condom feelin' my dick
[00:46.62]The physical presence of a female form of a demon
[00:49.26]That's why I **** 'em and leave 'e
[00:50.73]Get my nut while I'm breathin'
[00:51.87]'Cause they thought they'd catch me slippin'
[00:53.43]Now I'm duckin' and trippin'
[00:54.72]That's a thousand dollar outfit what the **** is you rippin'
[00:57.39]You trippin', more records could get my ass in position
[01:00.09]Death wish for no religion whether Catholic or Christian
[01:02.73]Listen, I went through my ambition in and out the kitchen
[01:05.40]With probable cause it's probably sendin' out to prison
[01:08.34]You got soldiers, but you still gotta respect ours
[01:11.07]We got more four five's and nines than a deck of cards
[01:13.71]You can take me out the 'hood
[01:15.18]But can't take the 'hood out me
[01:16.95]('Cause what?)
[01:17.37]'Cause I'm ghetto, I'm ghetto
[01:18.81]Niggas hate when you do goo
[01:20.58]But when you broke your friends and your enemies
[01:22.98]They love you, they love you
[01:24.90]"Cheche, get the llello"
[01:26.25]Picture me being crack, out of town trips on the trail
[01:30.63]"Cheche, get the Yayo"
[01:31.74]Picture me being crack
[01:34.89]You can sift me, cut me, I'll turn you to a junkie
[01:37.59]I'm the number one seller in the whole ****in' countr
[01:40.35]Wallstreet niggas, they cop me on the lo
[01:43.02]White boys don't call me coke, they call me blow
[01:45.63]It's time to go on the bus, the train, the plane
[01:48.90]I'll smuggle, I'm nothin' but trouble
[01:51.00]I'll make your money double
[01:52.08]Cook me in baking soda
[01:53.70]I'll turn your Hooprock into a new Range Rover
[01:56.37]I'll pay all your bills and fill your 'frigerator
[01:58.80]Feed your family, turn your man into a hater
[02:01.71]Put me in your doorpanels or your stashbox
[02:04.32]Put me in your Nik's, Timbs or Reeboks
[02:06.78]If you cop three and a half you hustlin' backwards
[02:09.72]Cop a hundred grams, you movin' forwards
[02:12.30]You tryin' to move more birds
[02:13.62]In PA all day, on the corner of Third
[02:17.43]You can take me out the 'hood
[02:19.20]But can't take the 'hood out me
[02:21.00](What?)
[02:21.36]'Cause I'm ghetto, I'm ghetto
[02:22.56]Picture me poli**********n' pistols, I'm comin' to get you
[02:24.69]The shells hit you, you screamin'
[02:26.07]Think I'm playin'? I mean it
[02:27.45]Man, I done bought all these pistols
[02:29.16]Let's get it poppin'
[02:29.97]Start wavin' my emboies shell cases get the droppin'
[02:32.64](C'mon)
[02:32.97]Like if it's down the corner, I got too much pride to hide
[02:35.76]I'm outside, gun in my pocket just stunnin' I'm stoppin'
[02:38.55]I'm dyin' to pop it, I'm young and I'm restless
[02:40.56]You know my contestants
[02:41.52]As the world turns, there's lessons to be learned
[02:43.65]Count all my blessin's, clean up my weapons
[02:45.60]I'm ready for war, the strong survive, the weak will parish
[02:48.54]I told you before, hoes they compliment me now like
[02:50.97]"50, nice chain"
[02:52.23]Malasio, twenty grand in chips at a dice game
[02:54.81]Burn out, can't stop gotta watch MTV
[02:58.86]Bet, nigga you see m
[03:00.03]I wonder if you mad 'cause I'm doin' good
[03:02.52]Or 'cause niggas feelin' me more than you in your own 'hoo
[03:05.22]And it hurts 'cause you love 'em and they don't love you back
[03:07.71]'Cause they know you just rappin' and you don't bust a gat
[03:10.86]You mother****ers
[03:11.67]Yeah, explain it to niggas in your hood nigg
[03:13.98]They know you mother****in' frontin' nigg
[03:15.84]Talkin' like gangstas on a record, I see you mother****ers
[03:18.66]Niggas know me **** it, ask around in my hood nigg
[03:22.20]Read the, "Daily News" you mother****ers
[03:23.46]You see them talkin' about me bitch
[03:25.38]I'm in the middle of all kinds of shit
[03:28.08]Mother****ers, lets get it poppin'
[03:32.73]G-G-Unit, G-G-Unit
[03:40.17]G-G-G-Unit, G-G-G-Unit, G-Unit
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歌詞解析
一句話主旨
以強悍語氣展現街頭生存哲學與幫派忠誠信念。
主題
街頭文化中的權力競爭、財富追求與身份認同，強調「 ghetto 根源不可被剝奪」的堅定立場。
情緒
充滿威脅性與自信的侵略性，混合對抗敵對勢力的緊張感與對成功價值的驕傲。
意象與手法
運用「金錢 barrels」、「槍枝」、「毒品」等具象符碼象徵權力與危險，透過重複節奏與粗礪語言建構幫派文化語境，並以「hood」作為核心隱喻連結個人與街頭命運。
重點句解讀
1. 「You can take me out the 'hood / But can't take the 'hood out me」
強調街頭背景深植骨髓，即使離開環境，其價值觀與生存方式仍不可被同化。
2. 「I'm the number one seller in the whole in' country」
以自誇語氣宣示在毒品交易與說唱產業的絕對地位，反映黑人街頭經濟的殘酷現實。
3. 「The strong survive, the weak will parish」
直接點明街頭世界的弱肉強食法則，將生存競爭提升為哲學命題。
4. 「G-G-Unit, G-G-Unit」
重複幫派名稱形成咒語式記憶點，凸顯團體凝聚力與對抗外力的集體意識。
適合情境
面對競爭壓力時激勵自我、表達對出身背景的驕傲，或需要展現強勢態度的場合。
魔鏡站長解析
魔鏡站長
這首作品充滿了強烈的街頭氣息，節奏編排帶著那種不容置疑的侵略感，聽起來格外過癮。歌詞直白地勾勒出從困境中奮力爬升的野心，字裡行間流露出的那種對生存的渴求，以及對於成名後周遭眼光變化的冷靜觀察，非常真實。那種「即使離開了原生地，靈魂深處的街頭本質卻抹不去」的感慨，或許正是這首歌最能穿透聽者內心的地方。
站長覺得這首歌特別適合在深夜獨自開車，或者當你需要一點力量來面對生活挑戰時收聽。它沒有過多修飾，純粹用狠勁和節奏堆疊出一個強悍的世界觀。你可以細細品味其中對於人性矛盾的描寫，特別是提到當你開始成功後，旁人態度如何從冷漠轉為嫉妒的那種心理轉折，字字句句都顯得相當銳利。這不僅是一場節奏的對決，更是一份關於街頭生存哲學的深刻告白，聽完後會讓人有一種莫名的亢奮感。
歌曲冷知識
・歌詞將毒品擬人化，以第一人稱視角自述如何滲透街頭與華爾街，展現出強烈的侵略性與影響力。
・運用「撲克牌」意象來比喻軍火實力，巧妙將槍枝型號與牌組數量連結，強調團體在街頭鬥爭中的絕對優勢。
・透過對比「貧窮時受愛戴」與「成功時遭忌妒」的社會觀察，深刻刻畫出饒舌歌手在成名過程中面臨的人際矛盾。
・節奏強烈且充滿侵略性的字句，極適合在追求極致硬派氛圍或宣洩情緒的場景中聆聽。