g-unit （what）
we in here （what）
we can get the drama popping
we don't care （what, what, what）
it's going down （what）
'cause i'm around （what）
50 cent, you know how i gets down （down）
chorus: repeat 2x]
what up, blood?（what）
what up, cuz?（what）
what up, blood?（what）
what up, gangstaaa?
verse 1]
they say i walk around like got an "s" on my chest
naw, that's a semi-auto, and a vest on my chest
i try not to say nothing, the da might want to play in court
but i'll hunt or duck a ******* down like it's sport
front on me, i'll cut ya, gun-butt ya or bump ya
you getting money? i can't get none with ya then ******* ya
i'm not the type to get knocked for d.w.i.
i'm the type that'll kill your connect when the coke price rise
gangstas, they bump my shit them they know me
i grew up around some niggas that's not my homies
hundred g's i stash it （what）, the mack i blast it （yeah）
d's come we dump the diesel and battery acid
this flow's been mastered, the ice i flash it
chokes me, i'll have your mama picking out your casket, bastard
i'm on the next level, breitling baguette bezel
benz pedal to the metal, hotter than a tea kettle, blood （whoa）
chorus （1st time w o first "what up, blood?"）（2x）]
what up,（what）
what up, cuz?（what）
what up, blood?（what）
what up, gangstaaa?
we don't play that
we don't play that
we don't play that （g-unit）
we don't play around
verse 2]
i sit back, twist the best bud, burn and wonder
when gangstas bump my shit, can they hear my hunger?
when the 5th kick, duck quick, it sounds like thunder
in december i'll make your block feel like summer
the rap critics say i can rhyme,
the fiends say my niggas is a nine
every chick i ******* with is a dime
i'm like patty labelle, homie, i'm on my own
where i lay my hat is my home, i'm a rolling stone
cross my path i'll crush ya, thinking i won't touch ya
i'll have your ass using a wheelchair, cane, or crutches
industry hoe niggas, in the hood they love us
stomp a bone out your ass with some brand new chuckas
chorus （2x）]
what up, blood?（what）
what up, cuz?（what）
what up, blood?（what）
what up, gangstaaa?
bridge （4x）]
we don't play that
we don't play that
we don't play that （g-unit）
we don't play around
end
What Up Gangsta - 周子寒
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[00:05.23]g-unit （what）
[00:05.73]we in here （what）
[00:07.95]we can get the drama popping
[00:09.43]we don't care （what, what, what）
[00:10.97]it's going down （what）
[00:12.38]'cause i'm around （what）
[00:13.77]50 cent, you know how i gets down （down）
[00:17.17]chorus: repeat 2x]
[00:20.46]what up, blood?（what）
[00:21.16]what up, cuz?（what）
[00:21.87]what up, blood?（what）
[00:22.56]what up, gangstaaa?
[00:23.32]verse 1]
[00:28.42]they say i walk around like got an "s" on my chest
[00:31.16]naw, that's a semi-auto, and a vest on my chest
[00:33.62]i try not to say nothing, the da might want to play in court
[00:37.26]but i'll hunt or duck a ******* down like it's sport
[00:40.04]front on me, i'll cut ya, gun-butt ya or bump ya
[00:43.33]you getting money? i can't get none with ya then ******* ya
[00:46.31]i'm not the type to get knocked for d.w.i.
[00:48.52]i'm the type that'll kill your connect when the coke price rise
[00:51.74]gangstas, they bump my shit them they know me
[00:53.99]i grew up around some niggas that's not my homies
[00:56.97]hundred g's i stash it （what）, the mack i blast it （yeah）
[01:00.35]d's come we dump the diesel and battery acid
[01:02.65]this flow's been mastered, the ice i flash it
[01:05.57]chokes me, i'll have your mama picking out your casket, bastard
[01:10.07]i'm on the next level, breitling baguette bezel
[01:11.70]benz pedal to the metal, hotter than a tea kettle, blood （whoa）
[01:15.24]chorus （1st time w o first "what up, blood?"）（2x）]
[01:18.40]what up,（what）
[01:18.80]what up, cuz?（what）
[01:21.23]what up, blood?（what）
[01:22.33]what up, gangstaaa?
[01:27.26]we don't play that
[01:28.90]we don't play that
[01:30.44]we don't play that （g-unit）
[01:31.71]we don't play around
[01:32.62]verse 2]
[01:33.57]i sit back, twist the best bud, burn and wonder
[01:35.49]when gangstas bump my shit, can they hear my hunger?
[01:37.69]when the 5th kick, duck quick, it sounds like thunder
[01:40.60]in december i'll make your block feel like summer
[01:43.43]the rap critics say i can rhyme,
[01:45.46]the fiends say my niggas is a nine
[01:47.80]every chick i ******* with is a dime
[01:49.90]i'm like patty labelle, homie, i'm on my own
[01:53.07]where i lay my hat is my home, i'm a rolling stone
[01:55.86]cross my path i'll crush ya, thinking i won't touch ya
[01:58.76]i'll have your ass using a wheelchair, cane, or crutches
[02:01.23]industry hoe niggas, in the hood they love us
[02:04.35]stomp a bone out your ass with some brand new chuckas
[02:06.81]chorus （2x）]
[02:07.72]what up, blood?（what）
[02:08.38]what up, cuz?（what）
[02:09.04]what up, blood?（what）
[02:10.32]what up, gangstaaa?
[02:12.24]bridge （4x）]
[02:20.36]we don't play that
[02:21.21]we don't play that
[02:22.28]we don't play that （g-unit）
[02:23.86]we don't play around
[02:24.77]end
AI 會分析這首歌的音訊自動產生和弦（約 1–2 分鐘，產生後永久保存）。
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歌詞解析
一句話主旨
以強硬語氣詮釋街頭幫派文化，展現生存與權力的對抗意識。
主題
街頭生存、幫派認同、暴力與權力的掙扎，以及對敵對勢力的威懾。
情緒
充滿攻擊性與自信的脅迫感，混合誇張的自我強化與對現實的敵意。
意象與手法
運用武器（如「semi-auto」、「gun-butt」）、財富符碼（「benz pedal」、「ice」）與街頭符號（「gangstaaa」）建構幫派形象；重複副歌與節奏感強的台詞強化侵略性。
重點句解讀
1. 「we don't play that」（我們不玩這一套）
直接表達對敵對勢力的拒絕與威脅，強調不妥協的立場。
2. 「i'll have your mama picking out your casket, bastard」（讓你媽選你的棺材）
魔鏡站長解析
魔鏡站長
這首歌就像是剛出土的時代切片，節奏裡那股毫不掩飾的侵略性，精準捕捉了街頭生存法則的冷硬與狂傲。對照起這位饒舌歌手當時如日中天的氣勢，整首歌聽起來確實張力十足，每一句韻腳都像是為了宣示主權而打造的武器。作為老樂迷，我總覺得這類作品最迷人的地方，在於那種對於自身處境的極致描繪，儘管歌詞裡充斥著對立與不安，但那種對未來渴望翻身的飢餓感，卻意外地真實。
它不適合在需要放鬆的午後聆聽，反倒是在深夜裡，當你需要一點強烈的節拍來激發意志、或是想感受那種從底層爬起時的暴戾與自信時，這首歌會是很好的催化劑。即便過了這麼多年，那種穿透力依然驚人，彷彿能讓人聽見當年他對著整個樂壇叫陣的野心。如果你想感受什麼叫做純粹的街頭敘事，這首歌確實是繞不開的經典，聽完之後，那股迴盪在耳邊的節奏感，真的很難讓人輕易忘記。
歌曲冷知識
・歌詞中反覆出現的「ｗｈａｔ」喊聲，不僅強化了強勢的對話感，更營造出如同街頭現場般的互動節奏。
・作者將胸前的「ｓ」字樣意象，從英雄符號轉化為攜帶武器與防彈背心的武裝狀態，展現出極具侵略性的自我防衛意識。
・文中巧妙運用「冬天讓街道感受夏季」的譬喻，生動描繪出槍枝擊發時所帶來的火熱張力與極致破壞力。
・透過「滾石」與「四海為家」的意象，凸顯了歌手遊走於街頭與產業之間，那種不受拘束且隨時準備戰鬥的硬派性格。