Look If you ain't worth a mil, you ain't far from broke
Got anought heart to sell shittt but you scared of ****
I wouldn't snitch on my peoples if the feds grabbed me
Yo ass would hit more notes than Ron Isley
I wouldn't rhyme about Rolleys if I had no watch
Wouldnt write about crack if I ain't had no spot
You talk six coupe mother****er you only pushin a trey
Got niggas shutting you down in the C.L.K
For cats like you, crime don't pay
You just linger in the hood, them niggaz blow you away
You the type to get paper when I'm locked up, get yo jewels rocked up
Then have to tuck em in when I pop up
Niggaz in the hood sayin '50's Grimy'
Cause they hit me wit Kosami and now they can't find me
If you see it how I see it, my watch is yo whip
And I can cop anotha one afta each assist
[Chorus] x 2
You ain't no gangsta
You'se a busta, a customer, a sucker
You fake fraudulent mother****ers
You ain't a gangsta
I should cut ya, ****in back and bust ya or stomp you out cause
We don't trust ya
[50 Cent ]
You owe a nigga? You don't wanna pay him?
Kill him, that's what they said ta ta disapper him
Y'all ain't got to believe me
When I'm done with this rhyme if theres time I'll hit a flick
Wit Mariella this connect ************, Peruvian chick
She ain't hot but eevrytime I **** the coke right drops
When it's time to get it on (what)
I pull over the thong (uh huh)
**** till I nut then get up, I'm gone (yeah)
Usualy hit it watchin tele way out in L.A.
I like it when she say 'Papi I feel it in my Belly'
Call up all my niggaz in New York on the celly
First thing I'm sayin is '**** what da deally'
Pack a trey pound up under my Pelle Pelle
Y'all niggaz want war, clap clap, Oh really?
I watch niggaz slang packs in front of the deli
Got 20 inch chrome sittin on my perili
Lorenzo on the Benzo nigga you feel me?
[Chorus] x 2
You ain't no gangsta
You'se a busta, a customer, a sucker
You fake fraudulent mother****ers
You ain't a gangsta
I should cut ya, ****in back and bust ya or stomp you out cause
We don't trust ya
[50 Cent]
Fix the cell, blast the room devil spray, turnin proof
Hoe whip, bulet proof, yopu ain't ****ing wit me, duke
Bricks from Filipe, 19 five, what we pay
Cop on a week mad hard to catch him on the weekday
Niggaz backed up, slugs to the gut, that'll bet him up
Gettin fed thru his arm in a hospital wil slim him up
Get it thru yo head, 50 Cent don't care
I ****ing triggers light the block up, iller than times mother****er
Real mother****er, you spit it cause you seen it
I spit it cause I did it and I mean it
Man, I don't like none of y'all
****in' around I'll run in y'all pop one in y'all
Had the whole hood talkin bout what I done to y'all
Listen I don't give a **** if you blood or cuz
I got love for thugs ****az firing slugs
Stage rapping ass ****az ain't sold no drugs
Gotta show me some love cause my sins are bluffed
[Chorus ] x 2
You ain't no gangsta
You'se a busta, a customer, a sucker
You fake fraudulent mother****ers
You ain't a gangsta
I should cut ya, ****in back and bust ya or stomp you out cause
We don't trust ya
Gangsta Style - SmashRegz
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[00:00.00]作詞 : Curtis Jackson
[00:01.00]作曲 : Curtis Jackson/Anthony Best
[00:21.03]Look If you ain't worth a mil, you ain't far from broke
[00:23.73]Got anought heart to sell shittt but you scared of ****
[00:26.31]I wouldn't snitch on my peoples if the feds grabbed me
[00:28.86]Yo ass would hit more notes than Ron Isley
[00:31.23]I wouldn't rhyme about Rolleys if I had no watch
[00:33.72]Wouldnt write about crack if I ain't had no spot
[00:36.21]You talk six coupe mother****er you only pushin a trey
[00:38.64]Got niggas shutting you down in the C.L.K
[00:40.98]For cats like you, crime don't pay
[00:43.53]You just linger in the hood, them niggaz blow you away
[00:46.11]You the type to get paper when I'm locked up, get yo jewels rocked up
[00:49.50]Then have to tuck em in when I pop up
[00:51.42]Niggaz in the hood sayin '50's Grimy'
[00:53.49]Cause they hit me wit Kosami and now they can't find me
[00:56.25]If you see it how I see it, my watch is yo whip
[00:58.71]And I can cop anotha one afta each assist
[01:00.54][Chorus] x 2
[01:00.90]You ain't no gangsta
[01:02.22]You'se a busta, a customer, a sucker
[01:04.23]You fake fraudulent mother****ers
[01:05.88]You ain't a gangsta
[01:07.20]I should cut ya, ****in back and bust ya or stomp you out cause
[01:20.04]We don't trust ya
[01:20.76][50 Cent ]
[01:20.97]You owe a nigga? You don't wanna pay him?
[01:22.38]Kill him, that's what they said ta ta disapper him
[01:24.84]Y'all ain't got to believe me
[01:26.10]When I'm done with this rhyme if theres time I'll hit a flick
[01:28.17]Wit Mariella this connect ************, Peruvian chick
[01:30.66]She ain't hot but eevrytime I **** the coke right drops
[01:33.18]When it's time to get it on (what)
[01:34.65]I pull over the thong (uh huh)
[01:35.97]**** till I nut then get up, I'm gone (yeah)
[01:38.19]Usualy hit it watchin tele way out in L.A.
[01:40.83]I like it when she say 'Papi I feel it in my Belly'
[01:43.14]Call up all my niggaz in New York on the celly
[01:45.60]First thing I'm sayin is '**** what da deally'
[01:48.12]Pack a trey pound up under my Pelle Pelle
[01:50.73]Y'all niggaz want war, clap clap, Oh really?
[01:53.22]I watch niggaz slang packs in front of the deli
[01:55.53]Got 20 inch chrome sittin on my perili
[01:57.96]Lorenzo on the Benzo nigga you feel me?
[02:00.39][Chorus] x 2
[02:01.23]You ain't no gangsta
[02:01.74]You'se a busta, a customer, a sucker
[02:03.63]You fake fraudulent mother****ers
[02:05.22]You ain't a gangsta
[02:06.60]I should cut ya, ****in back and bust ya or stomp you out cause
[02:11.58]We don't trust ya
[02:20.07][50 Cent]
[02:20.28]Fix the cell, blast the room devil spray, turnin proof
[02:23.07]Hoe whip, bulet proof, yopu ain't ****ing wit me, duke
[02:25.47]Bricks from Filipe, 19 five, what we pay
[02:27.72]Cop on a week mad hard to catch him on the weekday
[02:30.12]Niggaz backed up, slugs to the gut, that'll bet him up
[02:32.82]Gettin fed thru his arm in a hospital wil slim him up
[02:35.40]Get it thru yo head, 50 Cent don't care
[02:37.41]I ****ing triggers light the block up, iller than times mother****er
[02:40.11]Real mother****er, you spit it cause you seen it
[02:42.03]I spit it cause I did it and I mean it
[02:43.71]Man, I don't like none of y'all
[02:45.18]****in' around I'll run in y'all pop one in y'all
[02:47.37]Had the whole hood talkin bout what I done to y'all
[02:49.80]Listen I don't give a **** if you blood or cuz
[02:52.44]I got love for thugs ****az firing slugs
[02:54.81]Stage rapping ass ****az ain't sold no drugs
[02:57.30]Gotta show me some love cause my sins are bluffed
[02:59.25][Chorus ] x 2
[02:59.64]You ain't no gangsta
[03:00.93]You'se a busta, a customer, a sucker
[03:02.97]You fake fraudulent mother****ers
[03:04.59]You ain't a gangsta
[03:05.97]I should cut ya, ****in back and bust ya or stomp you out cause
[03:18.81]We don't trust ya
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歌詞解析
一句話主旨
透過對街頭真實與虛假界線的強烈對比，批判嘻哈音樂中矯揉造作的犯罪形象。
主題
街頭生存哲學、真實性與虛偽的批判。
情緒
充滿侵略性、傲慢、蔑視且帶有威脅感的語氣。
意象與手法
歌曲運用了大量街頭俚語與具象的物質符號（如名錶、跑車、毒品交易），透過對比法將「說唱歌手演繹的犯罪」與「真實的街頭生存」進行切割。歌詞中頻繁使用反諷與直接的人身攻擊，強調「言語」與「行動」之間的落差，藉此建立講述者身為街頭生存者的權威感。
重點句解讀
一、「You ain't no gangsta / You'se a busta, a customer, a sucker」：直接點出核心批判，將對方定義為「消費者」與「軟弱者」，否定其展現出的犯罪形象，將其貶低為僅是模仿街頭文化的局外人。
二、「I spit it cause I did it and I mean it」：這句對比了「表演者」與「親歷者」，強調真實的街頭經歷是其饒舌內容的基石，以此區隔出虛構與現實的鴻溝。
三、「Stage rapping ass niggas ain't sold no drugs」：直指許多饒舌歌手僅是為了舞台效果而編造犯罪情節，以此來質疑對方在街頭文化中的信用度與真實身分。
適合情境
探討嘻哈文化中關於「真實性」的辯論、追求硬派街頭風格的聽眾、以及對虛假饒舌形象感到厭倦的聽眾。
魔鏡站長解析
魔鏡站長
這首作品聽起來非常有張力，那種直率且帶有強烈街頭氣息的態度，在節奏推進下顯得格外銳利。站長覺得最耐人尋味的地方，在於歌詞中對於「真實」與「虛假」的嚴厲辯證。創作者用非常直接的口吻，拆穿了那些只敢在口頭上吹噓，卻缺乏實際經歷與膽識的偽裝者。這種對自我生活經驗的絕對自信，以及對那些為了形象而編造故事的人所投射出的不屑，讓整首歌充滿了侵略性。
雖然這不是那種適合在咖啡廳輕鬆播放的音樂，但當你需要感受一股強大的底氣，或是想聽聽那種不加修飾、直指人心的硬派敘事時，它會是很棒的選擇。它提醒著聽眾，真正的分量往往源自於親身經歷的積累，而非外在的包裝。若你想在深夜感受那種冷靜而冷酷的街頭哲學，不妨戴上耳機，細細咀嚼這些字句背後的重量，感受那種對虛偽絕不妥協的態度。
歌曲冷知識
・歌詞透過強烈的對比手法，直指虛假饒舌歌手只會空談財富與犯罪，卻缺乏真實經歷。
・運用大量的車款與珠寶意象，將物質符號轉化為檢視說唱者誠信與地位的試金石。
・副歌以重複的咒罵與對質語氣，建構出充滿張力的街頭對抗氛圍，適合在需要展現自信與態度的時刻聆聽。
・結尾強調「我說的是因為我做過」，點出歌詞核心在於對真實性的極致追求與對虛偽的批判。