Yeah, 50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo
G-Unit
This rap shit plays a major part of my lif
So if you jeapordize it I got the right
To send a nigga at you tonigh
G-Unit! And I ain't stoppin' to my clique poppin'
Swimmin' in barrels of money
Ma could walk around wit' a head up and challenge you dummy
It's funny, niggas rather see you sufferin' and hungr
I'm hungry as hell, skatin' with another nigga's mone
Take your hats off, you know you ain't that tough
I'm callin' your bets off as soon as you act up
You know what I came for, it isn't the game ball
Artillary that's about as long as a chainsaw
By the way, this feels like I'm dreamin'
Forty cal under my pillow, condom feelin' my dick
The physical presence of a female form of a demon
That's why I **** 'em and leave 'e
Get my nut while I'm breathin'
'Cause they thought they'd catch me slippin'
Now I'm duckin' and trippin'
That's a thousand dollar outfit what the **** is you rippin'
You trippin', more records could get my ass in position
Death wish for no religion whether Catholic or Christian
Listen, I went through my ambition in and out the kitchen
With probable cause it's probably sendin' out to prison
You got soldiers, but you still gotta respect ours
We got more four five's and nines than a deck of cards
You can take me out the 'hood
But can't take the 'hood out me
('Cause what?)
'Cause I'm ghetto, I'm ghetto
Niggas hate when you do goo
But when you broke your friends and your enemies
They love you, they love you
"Cheche, get the llello"
Picture me being crack, out of town trips on the trail
"Cheche, get the Yayo"
Picture me being crack
You can sift me, cut me, I'll turn you to a junkie
I'm the number one seller in the whole ****in' countr
Wallstreet niggas, they cop me on the lo
White boys don't call me coke, they call me blow
It's time to go on the bus, the train, the plane
I'll smuggle, I'm nothin' but trouble
I'll make your money double
Cook me in baking soda
I'll turn your Hooprock into a new Range Rover
I'll pay all your bills and fill your 'frigerator
Feed your family, turn your man into a hater
Put me in your doorpanels or your stashbox
Put me in your Nik's, Timbs or Reeboks
If you cop three and a half you hustlin' backwards
Cop a hundred grams, you movin' forwards
You tryin' to move more birds
In PA all day, on the corner of Third
You can take me out the 'hood
But can't take the 'hood out me
(What?)
'Cause I'm ghetto, I'm ghetto
Picture me poli**********n' pistols, I'm comin' to get you
The shells hit you, you screamin'
Think I'm playin'? I mean it
Man, I done bought all these pistols
Let's get it poppin'
Start wavin' my emboies shell cases get the droppin'
(C'mon)
Like if it's down the corner, I got too much pride to hide
I'm outside, gun in my pocket just stunnin' I'm stoppin'
I'm dyin' to pop it, I'm young and I'm restless
You know my contestants
As the world turns, there's lessons to be learned
Count all my blessin's, clean up my weapons
I'm ready for war, the strong survive, the weak will parish
I told you before, hoes they compliment me now like
"50, nice chain"
Malasio, twenty grand in chips at a dice game
Burn out, can't stop gotta watch MTV
Bet, nigga you see m
I wonder if you mad 'cause I'm doin' good
Or 'cause niggas feelin' me more than you in your own 'hoo
And it hurts 'cause you love 'em and they don't love you back
'Cause they know you just rappin' and you don't bust a gat
You mother****ers
Yeah, explain it to niggas in your hood nigg
They know you mother****in' frontin' nigg
Talkin' like gangstas on a record, I see you mother****ers
Niggas know me **** it, ask around in my hood nigg
Read the, "Daily News" you mother****ers
You see them talkin' about me bitch
I'm in the middle of all kinds of shit
Mother****ers, lets get it poppin'
G-G-Unit, G-G-Unit
G-G-G-Unit, G-G-G-Unit, G-Unit
8 More Miles (Freestyle by 50 Cent and G Unit) - 車子
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[00:00.75]Yeah, 50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo
[00:08.97]G-Unit
[00:09.75]This rap shit plays a major part of my lif
[00:11.76]So if you jeapordize it I got the right
[00:15.27]To send a nigga at you tonigh
[00:17.16]G-Unit! And I ain't stoppin' to my clique poppin'
[00:21.12]Swimmin' in barrels of money
[00:22.62]Ma could walk around wit' a head up and challenge you dummy
[00:25.80]It's funny, niggas rather see you sufferin' and hungr
[00:28.05]I'm hungry as hell, skatin' with another nigga's mone
[00:31.62]Take your hats off, you know you ain't that tough
[00:33.69]I'm callin' your bets off as soon as you act up
[00:36.24]You know what I came for, it isn't the game ball
[00:39.30]Artillary that's about as long as a chainsaw
[00:41.73]By the way, this feels like I'm dreamin'
[00:43.98]Forty cal under my pillow, condom feelin' my dick
[00:46.62]The physical presence of a female form of a demon
[00:49.26]That's why I **** 'em and leave 'e
[00:50.73]Get my nut while I'm breathin'
[00:51.87]'Cause they thought they'd catch me slippin'
[00:53.43]Now I'm duckin' and trippin'
[00:54.72]That's a thousand dollar outfit what the **** is you rippin'
[00:57.39]You trippin', more records could get my ass in position
[01:00.09]Death wish for no religion whether Catholic or Christian
[01:02.73]Listen, I went through my ambition in and out the kitchen
[01:05.40]With probable cause it's probably sendin' out to prison
[01:08.34]You got soldiers, but you still gotta respect ours
[01:11.07]We got more four five's and nines than a deck of cards
[01:13.71]You can take me out the 'hood
[01:15.18]But can't take the 'hood out me
[01:16.95]('Cause what?)
[01:17.37]'Cause I'm ghetto, I'm ghetto
[01:18.81]Niggas hate when you do goo
[01:20.58]But when you broke your friends and your enemies
[01:22.98]They love you, they love you
[01:24.90]"Cheche, get the llello"
[01:26.25]Picture me being crack, out of town trips on the trail
[01:30.63]"Cheche, get the Yayo"
[01:31.74]Picture me being crack
[01:34.89]You can sift me, cut me, I'll turn you to a junkie
[01:37.59]I'm the number one seller in the whole ****in' countr
[01:40.35]Wallstreet niggas, they cop me on the lo
[01:43.02]White boys don't call me coke, they call me blow
[01:45.63]It's time to go on the bus, the train, the plane
[01:48.90]I'll smuggle, I'm nothin' but trouble
[01:51.00]I'll make your money double
[01:52.08]Cook me in baking soda
[01:53.70]I'll turn your Hooprock into a new Range Rover
[01:56.37]I'll pay all your bills and fill your 'frigerator
[01:58.80]Feed your family, turn your man into a hater
[02:01.71]Put me in your doorpanels or your stashbox
[02:04.32]Put me in your Nik's, Timbs or Reeboks
[02:06.78]If you cop three and a half you hustlin' backwards
[02:09.72]Cop a hundred grams, you movin' forwards
[02:12.30]You tryin' to move more birds
[02:13.62]In PA all day, on the corner of Third
[02:17.43]You can take me out the 'hood
[02:19.20]But can't take the 'hood out me
[02:21.00](What?)
[02:21.36]'Cause I'm ghetto, I'm ghetto
[02:22.56]Picture me poli**********n' pistols, I'm comin' to get you
[02:24.69]The shells hit you, you screamin'
[02:26.07]Think I'm playin'? I mean it
[02:27.45]Man, I done bought all these pistols
[02:29.16]Let's get it poppin'
[02:29.97]Start wavin' my emboies shell cases get the droppin'
[02:32.64](C'mon)
[02:32.97]Like if it's down the corner, I got too much pride to hide
[02:35.76]I'm outside, gun in my pocket just stunnin' I'm stoppin'
[02:38.55]I'm dyin' to pop it, I'm young and I'm restless
[02:40.56]You know my contestants
[02:41.52]As the world turns, there's lessons to be learned
[02:43.65]Count all my blessin's, clean up my weapons
[02:45.60]I'm ready for war, the strong survive, the weak will parish
[02:48.54]I told you before, hoes they compliment me now like
[02:50.97]"50, nice chain"
[02:52.23]Malasio, twenty grand in chips at a dice game
[02:54.81]Burn out, can't stop gotta watch MTV
[02:58.86]Bet, nigga you see m
[03:00.03]I wonder if you mad 'cause I'm doin' good
[03:02.52]Or 'cause niggas feelin' me more than you in your own 'hoo
[03:05.22]And it hurts 'cause you love 'em and they don't love you back
[03:07.71]'Cause they know you just rappin' and you don't bust a gat
[03:10.86]You mother****ers
[03:11.67]Yeah, explain it to niggas in your hood nigg
[03:13.98]They know you mother****in' frontin' nigg
[03:15.84]Talkin' like gangstas on a record, I see you mother****ers
[03:18.66]Niggas know me **** it, ask around in my hood nigg
[03:22.20]Read the, "Daily News" you mother****ers
[03:23.46]You see them talkin' about me bitch
[03:25.38]I'm in the middle of all kinds of shit
[03:28.08]Mother****ers, lets get it poppin'
[03:32.73]G-G-Unit, G-G-Unit
[03:40.17]G-G-G-Unit, G-G-G-Unit, G-Unit
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歌詞解析
一句話主旨
歌詞展現街頭權力鬥爭與自我價值的堅守，強調不屈服於威脅與挑戰。
主題
聚焦幫派文化、金錢與權力的追求，並透過自誇與威脅表達對敵人的警告，同時凸顯個人與群體的不可分割性。
情緒
自信、威脅、堅定，夾雜對競爭的焦慮與對成功的渴望，情緒張力強烈。
意象與手法
運用幫派符號（如G-Unit）、金錢（barrels of money）、武器（pistols, chainsaw）與街頭生活（hood）等意象，搭配自誇、對比（如「You can take me out the 'hood / But can't take the 'hood out me」）與直接對話式敘述，強化角色立場。
重點句解讀
1. 「You can take me out the 'hood / But can't take the 'hood out me」
原文短句揭示個人與成長環境的緊密連結，即使離開街頭，其文化根脈與價值觀仍深植於心。
2. 「I'm the number one seller in the whole in' countr」
以極度自誇語氣強調市場地位，反映對自身能力的絕對自信與對競爭對手的輕蔑。
3. 「I'm dyin' to pop it, I'm young and I'm restless」
表達內在衝動與不安分的天性，暗示對權力與成就的焦慮性追求，並隱含對未來的不確定感。
適合情境
面對競爭壓力時激勵自我、體驗街頭文化氛圍，或需強化個人決心的場合。
魔鏡站長解析
魔鏡站長
這首作品帶著濃厚的街頭氣息，直接把聽眾拉回那個饒舌歌手用生命在拚搏、用韻腳在爭地盤的年代。站長聽這首歌時，總會想起那些在巷弄間竄動的能量，歌詞毫不掩飾那種從底層爬起、對抗質疑與嫉妒的飢渴感。這種充滿侵略性的節奏，並非為了炫耀，而是一種在險惡環境下，為了生存與證明自我而被迫武裝的姿態。
最打動我的，是那種「人可以離開街頭，但街頭永遠留在靈魂裡」的執著，那是對出身的無奈與自豪。這首歌適合在深夜獨自開車，或者需要一點強大心理建設時聆聽。它記錄了一種不被環境壓垮、甚至試圖翻轉命運的野心。儘管詞句間充滿火藥味，但背後其實藏著一個渴望被尊重、急於向世界證明自己價值的靈魂。這不僅僅是饒舌，這是屬於那個時代，最真實且赤裸的生存告白。
歌曲冷知識
・歌詞透過「四五」與「九」的數字遊戲，巧妙將槍械型號與撲克牌意象連結，展現街頭饒舌的文字機鋒。
・作品運用擬人化手法，讓毒品化身為敘事者，冷酷剖析其如何滲透社會階層、影響人們生活的殘酷過程。
・歌詞中反覆強調「可以離開街頭，但街頭無法離開我」，深刻描繪出出身背景對個人性格與思維模式的絕對烙印。
・整首歌曲節奏緊湊且充滿對峙張力，強烈的挑釁語氣極適合在情緒高昂或需要展現自我意志的場景聆聽。