Come, let me show you the ropes
Chucks come with the LOCs
Drums come with the dope
Guns come with the smoke
Bang!
I just want the paper
I just want the paper
Gun smoke, gun smoke
They say he a big stepper
I'm just saying I am not the type to get stepped on
I ain't got a big weapon
Glock 17 with the switch, but the clip long
I ain't finna play with you
Boy, you **** around, I'ma have to catch a fade with you
Get the blick in broad day with you
Have the lil' homies run down while bae wit you
Lil' man dope party
Got him out tonight, but the **** got four bodies
Who want smoke? Nobody
Going once, going twice, don't wanna smoke nobody
Tell me what you know 'bout it
Strapped right now, ****, how you wanna go 'bout it?
I'm not the one you lean on
The type you wanna try apply pressure to and scheme on
Pussy ****, dream on
Run, ****, run till I have to click the beam on
Red dot ya, I got ya
B.I.G. time, who shot ya?
I dropped ya, who popped ya shit lit?
Soon as I spot ya, oowee
Why would you be ****ing with me?
Gun smoke, gun smoke
Let's take a second here for this moment of violence
You smell it in the air, product of my environment
I come from freestylin' over gun shots and sirens
Nothing more gangsta than my voice over these violins
Get down, lay down, it's the wolf of the Dogg Pound
Yeah, playground, shakedown, Autobahn, no brakes now
Skinny **** back pushing weight now, new Death Row on the plate now
More details, please do tell, what's that smell, ****? (Gun smoke, gun smoke)
Shit, you would too if you knew what a young **** had to do
Rendezvous with a Pac or 2, Rock shit up like Mötley Crüe
In this fight, you gotta stick and move, all my life, I had to show and prove
Still a **** with a attitude, if you ain't gangsta, this is not for you
Yeah, bullet holes in the palm trees, dirty money in the laundry
Ten toes in the concrete, **** know where to find me
I gotta long reach, this Long Beach, where we don't speak
And you saw what happened to the last **** that tried to **** with my proceeds
Gun smoke
I remember when I was thirteen, searching for how to get my revenge on a world that hurt me
Thirsty for commas, them double entendres turnt me
To an entrepreneur and a monster constantly caught in some kinda contro—
—versy, that was my mantra, to taunt ya was kinda conde—
—scending, but why should I be kind to the kind of people that weren't kind to
Me comin' up? So like that syrup they cancelled, I'ma
Say, "**** you and your momma", then blame my rap persona (Gun smoke, gun smoke)
That's the excuse that I used to explain my grammar
Allowing me to just do what I do and not face the ramifications so I could air my frustrations
But I'll be damned if the same reporter's gonna shove another tape recorder
And camera in my face while I am at the Burger King just to grab my lil' baby daughter
A hamburger like Shady oughta be amicable
Guess that's the price that you pay for all the glamour
The fame and stardom, like when you're treated just like an animal, you'll (Gun smoke, gun smoke)
Not act like one when you came from bottom
But they gonna make me wanna pull a llama and make like I'm a mechanical bull
**** around and buck these hoes, ain't talkin' no luxury clothes
Two nines I tuck, see those?
Like Rock & Roll Hall of Famers, try and duck deez, yo
Hey, what the **** you want?
Didn't I just see you yesterday?
**** outta here, ****in' bitch
Now I'm much older, and I may be calmer, run up on me, and I might be a little less likely to go crazy on ya
And let the
Gun smoke
I just want the paper
I just want the paper
Gun smoke, gun smoke
Gunz N Smoke - 江惠儀
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[00:00.000]作詞 : C.S. Armstrong/Andre Young/C. Jackson/Marshall Mathers/V. Smith/B. Perry/T Myrie/C. Wallace/H. Osten/A. Green/D. Rogers Sr./A. Wrubel/H. Magidson/N. Myrick/S. Combs
[00:01.000]作曲 : C.S. Armstrong/Andre Young/C. Jackson/Marshall Mathers/V. Smith/B. Perry/T Myrie/C. Wallace/H. Osten/A. Green/D. Rogers Sr./A. Wrubel/H. Magidson/N. Myrick/S. Combs
[00:02.644]Come, let me show you the ropes
[00:05.498]Chucks come with the LOCs
[00:07.928]Drums come with the dope
[00:10.290]Guns come with the smoke
[00:12.167]Bang!
[00:14.684]I just want the paper
[00:21.258]I just want the paper
[00:24.964]Gun smoke, gun smoke
[00:25.724]They say he a big stepper
[00:27.004]I'm just saying I am not the type to get stepped on
[00:29.095]I ain't got a big weapon
[00:30.339]Glock 17 with the switch, but the clip long
[00:32.326]I ain't finna play with you
[00:33.583]Boy, you **** around, I'ma have to catch a fade with you
[00:35.498]Get the blick in broad day with you
[00:36.883]Have the lil' homies run down while bae wit you
[00:38.982]Lil' man dope party
[00:40.211]Got him out tonight, but the **** got four bodies
[00:42.163]Who want smoke? Nobody
[00:43.335]Going once, going twice, don't wanna smoke nobody
[00:45.497]Tell me what you know 'bout it
[00:46.683]Strapped right now, ****, how you wanna go 'bout it?
[00:48.726]I'm not the one you lean on
[00:49.971]The type you wanna try apply pressure to and scheme on
[00:52.097]Pussy ****, dream on
[00:53.319]Run, ****, run till I have to click the beam on
[00:55.370]Red dot ya, I got ya
[00:57.075]B.I.G. time, who shot ya?
[00:58.687]I dropped ya, who popped ya shit lit?
[01:00.706]Soon as I spot ya, oowee
[01:03.220]Why would you be ****ing with me?
[01:04.438]Gun smoke, gun smoke
[01:05.839]Let's take a second here for this moment of violence
[01:09.103]You smell it in the air, product of my environment
[01:12.402]I come from freestylin' over gun shots and sirens
[01:15.729]Nothing more gangsta than my voice over these violins
[01:19.013]Get down, lay down, it's the wolf of the Dogg Pound
[01:21.626]Yeah, playground, shakedown, Autobahn, no brakes now
[01:24.872]Skinny **** back pushing weight now, new Death Row on the plate now
[01:27.999]More details, please do tell, what's that smell, ****? (Gun smoke, gun smoke)
[01:31.515]Shit, you would too if you knew what a young **** had to do
[01:35.210]Rendezvous with a Pac or 2, Rock shit up like Mötley Crüe
[01:38.502]In this fight, you gotta stick and move, all my life, I had to show and prove
[01:41.786]Still a **** with a attitude, if you ain't gangsta, this is not for you
[01:45.238]Yeah, bullet holes in the palm trees, dirty money in the laundry
[01:48.969]Ten toes in the concrete, **** know where to find me
[01:52.160]I gotta long reach, this Long Beach, where we don't speak
[01:54.772]And you saw what happened to the last **** that tried to **** with my proceeds
[01:57.690]Gun smoke
[01:59.223]I remember when I was thirteen, searching for how to get my revenge on a world that hurt me
[02:04.568]Thirsty for commas, them double entendres turnt me
[02:07.141]To an entrepreneur and a monster constantly caught in some kinda contro—
[02:11.159]—versy, that was my mantra, to taunt ya was kinda conde—
[02:14.391]—scending, but why should I be kind to the kind of people that weren't kind to
[02:17.732]Me comin' up? So like that syrup they cancelled, I'ma
[02:20.949]Say, "**** you and your momma", then blame my rap persona (Gun smoke, gun smoke)
[02:24.703]That's the excuse that I used to explain my grammar
[02:27.415]Allowing me to just do what I do and not face the ramifications so I could air my frustrations
[02:33.059]But I'll be damned if the same reporter's gonna shove another tape recorder
[02:36.715]And camera in my face while I am at the Burger King just to grab my lil' baby daughter
[02:41.640]A hamburger like Shady oughta be amicable
[02:44.472]Guess that's the price that you pay for all the glamour
[02:47.147]The fame and stardom, like when you're treated just like an animal, you'll (Gun smoke, gun smoke)
[02:51.032]Not act like one when you came from bottom
[02:53.219]But they gonna make me wanna pull a llama and make like I'm a mechanical bull
[02:57.575]**** around and buck these hoes, ain't talkin' no luxury clothes
[03:00.886]Two nines I tuck, see those?
[03:02.558]Like Rock & Roll Hall of Famers, try and duck deez, yo
[03:05.717]Hey, what the **** you want?
[03:07.378]Didn't I just see you yesterday?
[03:08.861]**** outta here, ****in' bitch
[03:10.780]Now I'm much older, and I may be calmer, run up on me, and I might be a little less likely to go crazy on ya
[03:16.128]And let the
[03:16.610]Gun smoke
[03:18.829]I just want the paper
[03:25.395]I just want the paper
[03:29.095]Gun smoke, gun smoke
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歌詞解析
一句話主旨
透過槍火與煙霧描繪街頭生存的掙扎與自我防衛的決心。
主題
街頭文化中的暴力威脅、個人防衛意識、對金錢與權力的渴望，以及成長過程中對暴力的矛盾態度。
情緒
強烈的警戒與憤怒、自我保護的決絕、對過去傷痛的反思，並夾雜對現實的無奈與嘲諷。
意象與手法
以「槍火」與「煙霧」象徵暴力與危險，運用街頭俚語與幫派文化符碼（如「Dogg Pound」「Death Row」）強化氛圍，並透過「聲音與小提琴的對比」突顯個人風格的獨特性。
重點句解讀
1. 「I just want the paper」（我只想要鈔票）
直白表達對金錢的執著，反映街頭環境中物質需求與生存壓力的緊密連結。
2. 「I ain't the type to get stepped on」（我不是任人踩踏的人）
強調自我尊嚴與防衛意識，揭露暴力背後對權力關係的反抗。
3. 「Nothing more gangsta than my voice over these violins」（沒有比我的聲音搭配小提琴更酷的事）
以反差手法顛覆傳統「幫派文化」的刻板印象，凸顯藝術表達的個人主義。
4. 「Gun smoke, gun smoke」（槍火，槍火）
重複句式強化主題意象，象徵暴力已成生活常態，亦隱喻對危險環境的無力感。
適合情境
適合在街頭文化氛圍中聆聽，或面對壓力與衝突時作為情緒宣洩的背景音樂，亦可作為探討社會邊緣群體生存狀態的參考文本。
魔鏡站長解析
魔鏡站長
聽見這首歌時，心裡著實震了一下。江惠儀向來以細膩的台語歌路為人所知，這次卻展現了截然不同的硬派氣場。整首作品像是從陰影中走出來的獨白，節奏冷冽且充滿壓迫感，歌詞細緻地勾勒出那種在環境夾縫中求生存的焦躁與武裝。那種對峙的張力，並非單純的吶喊，而是一種將生命歷程中的憤怒、不安全感與對名利的渴求，全部揉碎了吞進喉嚨裡的壓抑。
特別喜歡編曲中隱約浮現的弦樂，與歌詞裡提到的街頭生存法則形成強烈對比，彷彿在混亂的槍火聲中，依然保有某種清醒的自我剖析。這絕對不是適合在熱鬧派對上播放的音樂，它更像是深夜裡，一個人獨處時，用來對抗內心那份不安與過往創傷的儀式。這是一首很有個性的作品，聽得出來歌手不只是在演繹，更像是把靈魂深處最尖銳的那個部分，坦蕩地擺在聽眾面前，那種真實感比任何華麗的修飾都來得深刻。
歌曲冷知識
・歌詞運用大量雙關與疊韻技巧，將槍火意象化為對生存環境與成名代價的強烈控訴。
・以「槍聲」與「小提琴」的對比作為聽覺核心，象徵在混亂環境中以音樂作為反擊手段的堅定態度。
・透過敘述者從渴望金錢的年輕氣盛，轉變為對名利反噬的厭倦與冷靜，展現出厚實的敘事層次。
・強烈的節奏感與侵略性用詞，非常適合在需要釋放壓力或展現強大個人氣場的場景中聆聽。