Verse 1：
How you gonna take this? like a Man or a bitch?
You gon' get it on nigga or you gon' snitch?
I represent niggas in the hood gettin' rich
man, I stack chips and I unload clips
after 3 Summers in the joint I thought life was hard
Some niggas started fightin', some niggas found God
you know me, started sellin' leek in the yard
yo, I ran into niggas who used to have Hummers
big as Hell in the joint wearin' '86 numbers
damm Dog, you been in here that long?
you could think that, but say that and yo' ass is dead wrong
a convo is only three words, 'yo whattup'
you ain't gotta work out to leave this nigga cut up
let a nigga find out you on some goin' home shit
and you tryin' to bounce without payin' a loan, shit
some niggas beat cases on the strength of they cream
after the witnesses disappeared on the strength of they team
I'm hard as Hell to get along wit' so it never fails
a nigga I got beef with end up in the same jail
he had a L rolled in bible paper blowin' the lye
I sent him a little kite just to be blowin' his high
and when I shot you in NewYork why would I box you now?
If I catch you in the yard I'm'a ox you down
niggas you think is real really can't hold they own
I'll have 'em on some E.T. shit tryin' to phone home
in here a gemstar is like a Nine Milly chrome
it's similar, infact they'll both split ya dome
scars are souvenirs, niggas always take 'em home.
Chorus -
You got blown over the jack? (that ain't gangsta)
Your Man ran when you got clapped? (that ain't gangsta)
rockin' a vest with no gat? (that ain't gangsta)
you only a thug when you rap? (that ain't gangsta)
niggas jooked you for your track? (that ain't gangsta)
you ran to other thugs to get it back? (that ain't gangsta)
niggas ran off with your packs? (that ain't gangsta)
If you ain't bustin' ya gat (that ain't gangsta)
Verse 2:
You'd call me an Animal if you seen me livin' on lock
I stay in a box cats be shook when I'm visitin' pop-ulation
when I walk by, niggas like 'Fifty don't play Son'
yeah, somethin' really wrong with that nigga...
max out, I'm goin' straight for the glock
bust a u-turn, I'm goin' straight to the block
the things that'll happen if niggas say I can't eat
down goes the window....out goes the heat
I'll make the whole block look like a ****ing' track meet
some get it in the leg, some get it in the back
some get it in the foot, bleed all over their airmax
****** pump my packs or pay poor tax
it's extortion, it happens in the hood often
claim more lives than choices, free abortions
Rich Nice says I got a problem with the dice
'cause I put the title to the Benz on the line twice
I rock shit 'cause I stay on that block shi
that 9mm Ruger to your knot ******t
see the difference is I'm real and you not, kid
I still stash crack money in my sock, ******t
ya'll niggas wanna pop shit? I pop clip
leave with your blood on my mink in the drop Six
Guiliani and Pataki can't stop this
since '86 my whole clique pop Criss.
Chorus
5-5-1 BLLLAAAP BLLLAAAP!!
1-3-4 BLLLAAAP BLLLAAAP!!
What the **** you know about that?
That Ain't Gangsta - 范逸臣
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[00:16.44]Verse 1：
[00:20.88]How you gonna take this? like a Man or a bitch?
[00:23.49]You gon' get it on nigga or you gon' snitch?
[00:25.89]I represent niggas in the hood gettin' rich
[00:28.38]man, I stack chips and I unload clips
[00:31.02]after 3 Summers in the joint I thought life was hard
[00:34.05]Some niggas started fightin', some niggas found God
[00:36.42]you know me, started sellin' leek in the yard
[00:39.00]yo, I ran into niggas who used to have Hummers
[00:41.61]big as Hell in the joint wearin' '86 numbers
[00:44.19]damm Dog, you been in here that long?
[00:46.20]you could think that, but say that and yo' ass is dead wrong
[00:49.35]a convo is only three words, 'yo whattup'
[00:52.11]you ain't gotta work out to leave this nigga cut up
[00:54.24]let a nigga find out you on some goin' home shit
[00:57.00]and you tryin' to bounce without payin' a loan, shit
[00:59.52]some niggas beat cases on the strength of they cream
[01:01.71]after the witnesses disappeared on the strength of they team
[01:04.26]I'm hard as Hell to get along wit' so it never fails
[01:06.96]a nigga I got beef with end up in the same jail
[01:09.42]he had a L rolled in bible paper blowin' the lye
[01:12.00]I sent him a little kite just to be blowin' his high
[01:14.49]and when I shot you in NewYork why would I box you now?
[01:17.07]If I catch you in the yard I'm'a ox you down
[01:19.59]niggas you think is real really can't hold they own
[01:22.11]I'll have 'em on some E.T. shit tryin' to phone home
[01:24.87]in here a gemstar is like a Nine Milly chrome
[01:27.45]it's similar, infact they'll both split ya dome
[01:29.79]scars are souvenirs, niggas always take 'em home.
[01:31.98]Chorus -
[01:32.19]You got blown over the jack? (that ain't gangsta)
[01:34.59]Your Man ran when you got clapped? (that ain't gangsta)
[01:37.14]rockin' a vest with no gat? (that ain't gangsta)
[01:39.57]you only a thug when you rap? (that ain't gangsta)
[01:42.15]niggas jooked you for your track? (that ain't gangsta)
[01:44.49]you ran to other thugs to get it back? (that ain't gangsta)
[01:47.22]niggas ran off with your packs? (that ain't gangsta)
[01:49.92]If you ain't bustin' ya gat (that ain't gangsta)
[01:52.11]Verse 2:
[01:52.44]You'd call me an Animal if you seen me livin' on lock
[01:55.05]I stay in a box cats be shook when I'm visitin' pop-ulation
[01:58.47]when I walk by, niggas like 'Fifty don't play Son'
[02:00.90]yeah, somethin' really wrong with that nigga...
[02:03.03]max out, I'm goin' straight for the glock
[02:05.61]bust a u-turn, I'm goin' straight to the block
[02:08.10]the things that'll happen if niggas say I can't eat
[02:10.68]down goes the window....out goes the heat
[02:12.81]I'll make the whole block look like a ****ing' track meet
[02:15.60]some get it in the leg, some get it in the back
[02:17.91]some get it in the foot, bleed all over their airmax
[02:20.79]****** pump my packs or pay poor tax
[02:23.16]it's extortion, it happens in the hood often
[02:25.35]claim more lives than choices, free abortions
[02:28.23]Rich Nice says I got a problem with the dice
[02:30.69]'cause I put the title to the Benz on the line twice
[02:33.45]I rock shit 'cause I stay on that block shi
[02:36.18]that 9mm Ruger to your knot ******t
[02:38.94]see the difference is I'm real and you not, kid
[02:41.37]I still stash crack money in my sock, ******t
[02:44.13]ya'll niggas wanna pop shit? I pop clip
[02:46.74]leave with your blood on my mink in the drop Six
[02:49.08]Guiliani and Pataki can't stop this
[02:52.05]since '86 my whole clique pop Criss.
[02:53.67]Chorus
[02:57.90]5-5-1 BLLLAAAP BLLLAAAP!!
[02:58.74]1-3-4 BLLLAAAP BLLLAAAP!!
[02:59.25]What the **** you know about that?
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
以幫派文化為背景，批判虛偽的「幫派」表象，探討真實的生存與勇氣本質。
主題
透過幫派生活的具象描述，反思「Gangsta」的定義，質疑表面的暴力與權力象徵，並揭示底層社會的生存掙扎與道德矛盾。
情緒
強烈、直接、充滿張力，帶有反叛與批判的冷冽感，並隱含對現實的無奈與嘲諷。
意象與手法
運用幫派符碼（如「9mm Ruger」「crack money」「scars」）建構虛構的黑幫世界，以戲謔口吻解構「Gangsta」的刻板印象。比喻（如「scars are souvenirs」）與對比（如「real vs. not」）強化生存的殘酷與虛偽的對立。
重點句解讀
1. 「That ain't gangsta」（這不叫幫派）
反覆出現的質疑句式，直接否定表面的幫派行為，暗示真正的「Gangsta」需面對現實的殘酷而非虛張聲勢。
2. 「scars are souvenirs, niggas always take 'em home」（傷疤是紀念品，黑人總帶著它們回家）
將傷痕轉化為「紀念品」，反映幫派文化中對痛苦的漠視，並暗喻底層社會的無奈宿命。
3. 「I'm real and you not, kid」（我真實，而你不是，孩子）
以「真實」批判虛偽的幫派形象，強調生存經驗的差異與自我認同的掙扎。
4. 「Guiliani and Pataki can't stop this」（蓋瑞蒂與帕塔基無法阻止這一切）
引用政治人物名稱，暗示制度無法解決幫派問題，凸顯社會結構的無能與矛盾。
適合情境
適合在反思社會現象、討論幫派文化或面對壓力時聆聽，亦適用於需表達反叛情緒或探討真實與虛偽議題的場合。
魔鏡站長解析
魔鏡站長
說實話，初次聽這首歌時確實有些意外，這不是我們印象中那位深情款款的范逸臣。在那個華語樂壇嘗試多元曲風的年代，這首作品展現了極為硬派、粗獷的街頭敘事，用極度冷冽且充滿張力的視角，剖析了何謂真正的生存法則。整首歌節奏強勁，歌詞毫不修飾地描繪了監獄內外的黑暗面，那種對於虛偽與真實的極端對立，聽起來非常尖銳，像是一把直直刺入現實的利刃。
站長覺得，這首歌適合在心境需要強大力量時聆聽，它沒有過多修飾的旋律，只有對於街頭生存邏輯的冷靜拆解。它提醒了聽眾，在某些環境下，所謂的風光往往建立在極其脆弱與殘酷的交換之上。這或許不是大眾口味的流行歌，但絕對是一次大膽的音樂實驗，讓我們看見了歌手在駕馭強悍風格時，那股不加掩飾的侵略性與爆發力，如果你想體驗那種被重拍擊中的痛快感，這絕對是值得回味的私房收藏。
歌曲冷知識
・歌詞以大量街頭俚語與監獄術語，生動描繪出在極端生存環境下對「硬派」定義的冷酷見解。
・副歌透過一連串質疑，將虛張聲勢的行為與真正的街頭生存法則進行強烈對比。
・以「傷疤是紀念品」作為意象，深刻刻畫出經歷過暴力鬥爭後，那些難以抹滅的生存印記。
・結尾處模擬槍聲的擬聲詞，為整首充滿火藥味的饒舌作品畫下充滿張力的句點。