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 - 譚維維
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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
以犀利語氣質疑虛偽幫派身份，並宣告自身街頭權威。
主題
探討街頭文化中的真實性與偽裝，批判缺乏實力卻偽裝成「幫派」的偽君子。
情緒
充滿敵意、自負與挑釁，夾雜對規則的反叛與對權威的蔑視。
意象與手法
運用街頭符碼（如「20 inch chrome」車輪、「Pelle Pelle」服飾）象徵權力與地位，透過直接對話與威脅語氣（如「I should cut ya」）強化衝突感，並以重複副歌強化「非幫派」的批判立場。
重點句解讀
1. 「You ain't no gangsta, You'se a busta, a customer, a sucker」
直接否定對方的幫派資格，將其歸類為「偽裝者」，暗示對方僅是模仿表象卻無實力。
2. 「50 Cent don't care」
借用嘻哈歌手50 Cent的名號，象徵對規則與權威的無視，強化自身冷酷與獨立的形象。
3. 「I spit it cause I did it and I mean it」
強調言語與行動的一致性，展現對自身經歷的坦誠與自信。
適合情境
面對質疑時的自我辯護、街頭文化討論、或需要表達反叛精神的場合。
魔鏡站長解析
魔鏡站長
聽這首歌時，我總會被那種強悍且毫不遮掩的氣場震懾住。這不僅僅是一首關於街頭生存哲學的敘事，更是一場關於真實與虛偽的激烈對峙。譚維維用她極具爆發力的嗓音，精準地詮釋了那種對紙上談兵者深惡痛絕的態度，歌詞裡那種將生活經歷直接轉化為音樂底氣的自信，聽起來簡直像是在對著空氣揮出一記沈重的直拳。
這首歌適合在你需要找回自我、或是感到周遭充斥著虛假氣息時播放。它不講什麼柔軟的道理，而是直接撕開那些為了包裝形象而編造的謊言，提醒聽者唯有親身經歷過的重量，才能在節奏中穩穩落地。那種對虛張聲勢者的不屑與批判，非常有層次，讓人聽完後心裡竟有一種奇妙的清爽感，彷彿那些糾結的偽裝都被這強勁的節拍徹底掃地出門了。
歌曲冷知識
・歌詞運用大量街頭俚語與強硬的押韻節奏，生動勾勒出充滿張力的幫派敘事風格。
・副歌運用層層遞進的貶義詞彙，以直白的批判手法對偽裝的幫派份子進行猛烈抨擊。
・字裡行間強調「真實經歷」與「虛假說唱」的對立，將街頭生活的殘酷規則轉化為饒舌的底氣。
・整首歌節奏感強烈且具侵略性，非常適合在需要展現自信、霸氣或進行高強度運動時聆聽。