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4L

鄧妙華 · i am > i was · 2018-12-20

以硬核說唱展現街頭生存哲學與幫派文化,描繪權力、暴力與自我掙扎的雙重性。

〈4L〉是鄧妙華演唱的歌曲,收錄於 2018-12-20 發行的專輯《i am > i was》。作詞Ahmar Bailey、21 Savage、Quantavious Thomas,作曲Ahmar Bailey、Quantavious Thomas。經魔鏡 AI 音訊分析,全曲調性為 D# 大調、速度約每分鐘 65 拍、整體情緒溫暖。魔鏡歌詞網收錄本曲的完整歌詞、吉他和弦譜、卡拉OK 同步歌詞,皆可免費查看。

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Solid n!gga, real street n!gga
A hundred percent, a hundred and ten percent
Ain't no cut on this n!gga, n!gga
This sh!t blue magic, n!gga, like Frank Lucas, n!gga, on god
Four trap spots at the bottom of the hill (Straight up)
Tryna diss Savage, that'll prolly get you killed (On god)
I get my shooter smoked, I think he finna spill (Swear)
The beans, I got X, dawg, 75 cents a pill (21)
Tez took a 15, finna come back on a pill (Free Tez)
Pop took 19 'fore he was 19, made me shed a tear (Free Pop)
Blew up on me own, no cosigns I was stiff (On God)
I swear I went like
Six times platinum 'fore I signed my deal (Straight up)
We used to cut MAC 90s before they made them Dracs (On my mama)
I'm so Slaugher Gang, I'ma nut on her face (21)
Captain Save-A-Ho, you might get shot in your cape (On god)
N!ggas drop a mixtape, then they tattoo they face (Lil' pxssy)
N!ggas drop an album, then pretend to be gangsta (Lil' b!tch)
Imagine every hood, you gon' make it up, ain't you?
He done made up dead homies, man this n!gga a prankster
I got n!ggas down to roll, for our flock,
They'll shank you (On God)
Give me head in a brand new car (Yeah)
Hit her from the back, need Geico, (21)
She got fat 'cause a n!gga made her stay in the house
So I got the n!gga lipo (Straight up)
Ridin' 'round town with a Glock,
But if it's a hit I'ma use my rifle (On God)
You can ask all the opps,
n!ggas know 4L gang go psycho (I swear)
Cap-ass, rap-ass, bat her in her back ass
You know you ain't built like that,
Play and get your ass smashed
All black ski mask, pull up on your street fast
Bodybag a n!gga ass, throw his body in the trash
I'm a young trap ass, strapped-ass, no time for the yap ass
Get a n!gga clapped ass, Zone 6,
Ride around with it in my lap ass
Leave your man's brain in your motherfxcking lap ass n!gga
Bow-bow-bow-bow-bow-bow-bow-bow
Brrr-bow-bow-bow-bow
I wanted to come in, know what I'm talkin' about
'Cause just talkin' that sh!t
This that Zone 6 sh!t for y'all n!ggas ass
(Stop all that cap-ass sh!t)
I'm a Zone 6-er Mr. Remixer
Mr. Fxck-Her-Then-I-Hit-Her-Pass-Her-To-My-N!gga
Only thing I smoke on is a big Swisher
And I don't sip liquor, I sip lean, yes, sir
Pull up on the curb, hope I serve a n!gga bird (Serve a bird)
Who run the block? Slimeball, that's the word (Slime)
Get a n!gga topped, off top, non-stop, on my block
I got shooters totin' their Glock,
It's a 30 in his Glock (Yeah that 30)
N!ggas ain't rockin' how we rockin', we rock-solid (4L)
And I keep them blues in my pocket, ten thousand (Uh huh)
Five on your head, n!gga, get your head chopped (Do that)
Ride through my hood and I got the top chopped (What?)
Off, when I ride off (What?)
Smoke gas, cough (Dude)
B!tch give me mouth (Uh huh)
Big dawg, boss (Big dawg)
Y'all know what it cost (You know)
Just to be a boss (Be a boss)
Well, you gotta wipe some n!ggas off
Yo gotta run off on the plug
Yo gotta shoot at some n!gga
Let him know you don't give no fxcks
If he really 'bout that life,
Then, n!gga, show you 'bout your business
Don't be schemin' on a hunnid, n!gga, run up you a million
Cap-ass, rap-ass, battery-in-her-back-ass
You know you ain't built like that,
Play and get your ass smashed
All black ski mask, pull up on your street fast
Bodybag a n!gga ass, throw his body in the trash
I'm a young trap ass, strapped-ass, no time for the yap ass
Get a n!gga clapped ass, Zone 6,
Ride around with it in my lap ass
Leave your man's brain in your motherfxcking lap ass n!gga (21, 21)
I was little, now I'm bigger (Now I'm bigger)
I was broke, now I'm worth eight figures (Eight figures)
It's either you against us or you with us (Lil' b!tch)
Malcolm might get killed in the middle (On God)
Mini-14, I was 17 first time I shot it
N!gga, I was on Glenfair (On my mama, dawg)
Went hollow, Collier Ridge to VC
Robbin', landin', all the way to Line Street,
They don't play fair (21, 21)
If you make your bed, you gon' lay there (You gon' lay there)
Made a hunnid on Austin off my cell, yeah (Off my cell, yeah)
It was a trap spot and I used to stay there (On God)
On my dead brother, I kept a K there (Straight up)
Tryna spend the night,
You must be fxckin' or somethin' (Lil' b!tch)
I want you to sxck me like you sxckin' your thumb (21)
Savage rich as fxck, but I save money like a bum (On God)
Made it to the top, but I give back to the slum (Straight up)
Cap-ass, rap-ass, battery-in-her-back-ass
You know you ain't built like that,
Play and get your ass smashed
All black ski mask, pull up on your street fast
Bodybag a n!gga ass, throw his body in the trash
I'm a young trap ass, strapped-ass, no time for the yap ass
Get a n!gga clapped ass, Zone 6,
Ride around with it in my lap ass
Leave your man's brain in your motherfxcking lap ass n!gga
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對拍微調
[00:00.000]作曲 : Quantavious Thomas/Ahmar Bailey/Roshwita Larisha Bacha
[00:00.335]作詞 : 21 Savage/Quantavious Thomas/Ahmar Bailey/Roshwita Larisha Bacha
[00:00.670]Solid n!gga, real street n!gga
[00:03.600]A hundred percent, a hundred and ten percent
[00:05.680]Ain't no cut on this n!gga, n!gga
[00:07.950]This sh!t blue magic, n!gga, like Frank Lucas, n!gga, on god
[00:11.340]Four trap spots at the bottom of the hill (Straight up)
[00:14.900]Tryna diss Savage, that'll prolly get you killed (On god)
[00:17.790]I get my shooter smoked, I think he finna spill (Swear)
[00:20.800]The beans, I got X, dawg, 75 cents a pill (21)
[00:23.750]Tez took a 15, finna come back on a pill (Free Tez)
[00:26.730]Pop took 19 'fore he was 19, made me shed a tear (Free Pop)
[00:29.760]Blew up on me own, no cosigns I was stiff (On God)
[00:32.750]I swear I went like
[00:33.860]Six times platinum 'fore I signed my deal (Straight up)
[00:35.910]We used to cut MAC 90s before they made them Dracs (On my mama)
[00:38.760]I'm so Slaugher Gang, I'ma nut on her face (21)
[00:41.640]Captain Save-A-Ho, you might get shot in your cape (On god)
[00:44.690]N!ggas drop a mixtape, then they tattoo they face (Lil' pxssy)
[00:47.840]N!ggas drop an album, then pretend to be gangsta (Lil' b!tch)
[00:50.740]Imagine every hood, you gon' make it up, ain't you?
[00:53.570]He done made up dead homies, man this n!gga a prankster
[00:56.510]I got n!ggas down to roll, for our flock,
[00:58.900]They'll shank you (On God)
[00:59.890]Give me head in a brand new car (Yeah)
[01:01.370]Hit her from the back, need Geico, (21)
[01:02.850]She got fat 'cause a n!gga made her stay in the house
[01:04.850]So I got the n!gga lipo (Straight up)
[01:06.050]Ridin' 'round town with a Glock,
[01:07.080]But if it's a hit I'ma use my rifle (On God)
[01:08.690]You can ask all the opps,
[01:09.880]n!ggas know 4L gang go psycho (I swear)
[01:11.820]Cap-ass, rap-ass, bat her in her back ass
[01:14.810]You know you ain't built like that,
[01:16.370]Play and get your ass smashed
[01:17.920]All black ski mask, pull up on your street fast
[01:20.820]Bodybag a n!gga ass, throw his body in the trash
[01:23.840]I'm a young trap ass, strapped-ass, no time for the yap ass
[01:27.650]Get a n!gga clapped ass, Zone 6,
[01:29.880]Ride around with it in my lap ass
[01:32.030]Leave your man's brain in your motherfxcking lap ass n!gga
[01:35.620]Bow-bow-bow-bow-bow-bow-bow-bow
[01:37.670]Brrr-bow-bow-bow-bow
[01:40.750]I wanted to come in, know what I'm talkin' about
[01:43.000]'Cause just talkin' that sh!t
[01:44.540]This that Zone 6 sh!t for y'all n!ggas ass
[01:46.850](Stop all that cap-ass sh!t)
[01:48.040]I'm a Zone 6-er Mr. Remixer
[01:50.420]Mr. Fxck-Her-Then-I-Hit-Her-Pass-Her-To-My-N!gga
[01:53.730]Only thing I smoke on is a big Swisher
[01:56.440]And I don't sip liquor, I sip lean, yes, sir
[01:59.490]Pull up on the curb, hope I serve a n!gga bird (Serve a bird)
[02:02.950]Who run the block? Slimeball, that's the word (Slime)
[02:05.770]Get a n!gga topped, off top, non-stop, on my block
[02:09.140]I got shooters totin' their Glock,
[02:10.850]It's a 30 in his Glock (Yeah that 30)
[02:13.060]N!ggas ain't rockin' how we rockin', we rock-solid (4L)
[02:15.700]And I keep them blues in my pocket, ten thousand (Uh huh)
[02:18.450]Five on your head, n!gga, get your head chopped (Do that)
[02:21.520]Ride through my hood and I got the top chopped (What?)
[02:24.380]Off, when I ride off (What?)
[02:27.280]Smoke gas, cough (Dude)
[02:28.720]B!tch give me mouth (Uh huh)
[02:30.200]Big dawg, boss (Big dawg)
[02:31.660]Y'all know what it cost (You know)
[02:33.130]Just to be a boss (Be a boss)
[02:34.570]Well, you gotta wipe some n!ggas off
[02:37.200]Yo gotta run off on the plug
[02:38.440]Yo gotta shoot at some n!gga
[02:40.040]Let him know you don't give no fxcks
[02:41.520]If he really 'bout that life,
[02:43.010]Then, n!gga, show you 'bout your business
[02:44.530]Don't be schemin' on a hunnid, n!gga, run up you a million
[02:47.530]Cap-ass, rap-ass, battery-in-her-back-ass
[02:50.890]You know you ain't built like that,
[02:52.430]Play and get your ass smashed
[02:53.850]All black ski mask, pull up on your street fast
[02:56.760]Bodybag a n!gga ass, throw his body in the trash
[02:59.900]I'm a young trap ass, strapped-ass, no time for the yap ass
[03:03.590]Get a n!gga clapped ass, Zone 6,
[03:05.870]Ride around with it in my lap ass
[03:08.090]Leave your man's brain in your motherfxcking lap ass n!gga (21, 21)
[03:12.390]I was little, now I'm bigger (Now I'm bigger)
[03:14.580]I was broke, now I'm worth eight figures (Eight figures)
[03:17.480]It's either you against us or you with us (Lil' b!tch)
[03:20.530]Malcolm might get killed in the middle (On God)
[03:23.480]Mini-14, I was 17 first time I shot it
[03:27.380]N!gga, I was on Glenfair (On my mama, dawg)
[03:29.880]Went hollow, Collier Ridge to VC
[03:32.370]Robbin', landin', all the way to Line Street,
[03:34.110]They don't play fair (21, 21)
[03:35.840]If you make your bed, you gon' lay there (You gon' lay there)
[03:38.580]Made a hunnid on Austin off my cell, yeah (Off my cell, yeah)
[03:41.580]It was a trap spot and I used to stay there (On God)
[03:44.400]On my dead brother, I kept a K there (Straight up)
[03:47.490]Tryna spend the night,
[03:48.960]You must be fxckin' or somethin' (Lil' b!tch)
[03:50.880]I want you to sxck me like you sxckin' your thumb (21)
[03:53.590]Savage rich as fxck, but I save money like a bum (On God)
[03:56.730]Made it to the top, but I give back to the slum (Straight up)
[03:59.730]Cap-ass, rap-ass, battery-in-her-back-ass
[04:02.750]You know you ain't built like that,
[04:04.300]Play and get your ass smashed
[04:05.840]All black ski mask, pull up on your street fast
[04:08.790]Bodybag a n!gga ass, throw his body in the trash
[04:11.890]I'm a young trap ass, strapped-ass, no time for the yap ass
[04:15.590]Get a n!gga clapped ass, Zone 6,
[04:17.880]Ride around with it in my lap ass
[04:20.130]Leave your man's brain in your motherfxcking lap ass n!gga
移調 原調
作曲 : Quantavious Thomas/Ahmar Bailey/Roshwita Larisha Bacha
作詞 : 21 Savage/Quantavious Thomas/Ahmar Bailey/Roshwita Larisha Bacha
BG#m
Solid n!gga, real street n!gga
G#
A hundred percent, a hundred and ten percent
D#
Ain't no cut on this n!gga, n!gga
This sh!t blue magic, n!gga, like Frank Lucas, n!gga, on god
CmA#
Four trap spots at the bottom of the hill (Straight up)
D#
Tryna diss Savage, that'll prolly get you killed (On god)
G#
I get my shooter smoked, I think he finna spill (Swear)
D#
The beans, I got X, dawg, 75 cents a pill (21)
Cm
Tez took a 15, finna come back on a pill (Free Tez)
A#
Pop took 19 'fore he was 19, made me shed a tear (Free Pop)
D#
Blew up on me own, no cosigns I was stiff (On God)
I swear I went like
Six times platinum 'fore I signed my deal (Straight up)
G#mG#D#
We used to cut MAC 90s before they made them Dracs (On my mama)
Gm
I'm so Slaugher Gang, I'ma nut on her face (21)
CmG#
Captain Save-A-Ho, you might get shot in your cape (On god)
A#D#
N!ggas drop a mixtape, then they tattoo they face (Lil' pxssy)
N!ggas drop an album, then pretend to be gangsta (Lil' b!tch)
G#D#
Imagine every hood, you gon' make it up, ain't you?
Gm
He done made up dead homies, man this n!gga a prankster
CmFm
I got n!ggas down to roll, for our flock,
They'll shank you (On God)
Give me head in a brand new car (Yeah)
A#m
Hit her from the back, need Geico, (21)
A#
She got fat 'cause a n!gga made her stay in the house
A#m
So I got the n!gga lipo (Straight up)
D#
Ridin' 'round town with a Glock,
But if it's a hit I'ma use my rifle (On God)
You can ask all the opps,
G#
n!ggas know 4L gang go psycho (I swear)
D#
Cap-ass, rap-ass, bat her in her back ass
You know you ain't built like that,
G#
Play and get your ass smashed
A#
All black ski mask, pull up on your street fast
G#Fm
Bodybag a n!gga ass, throw his body in the trash
D#CmD#Cm
I'm a young trap ass, strapped-ass, no time for the yap ass
G#
Get a n!gga clapped ass, Zone 6,
A#A#m
Ride around with it in my lap ass
A#A#mD#
Leave your man's brain in your motherfxcking lap ass n!gga
Bow-bow-bow-bow-bow-bow-bow-bow
Brrr-bow-bow-bow-bow
G#
I wanted to come in, know what I'm talkin' about
D#
'Cause just talkin' that sh!t
This that Zone 6 sh!t for y'all n!ggas ass
(Stop all that cap-ass sh!t)
Cm
I'm a Zone 6-er Mr. Remixer
A#D#
Mr. Fxck-Her-Then-I-Hit-Her-Pass-Her-To-My-N!gga
Only thing I smoke on is a big Swisher
G#D#
And I don't sip liquor, I sip lean, yes, sir
Cm
Pull up on the curb, hope I serve a n!gga bird (Serve a bird)
A#
Who run the block? Slimeball, that's the word (Slime)
D#
Get a n!gga topped, off top, non-stop, on my block
I got shooters totin' their Glock,
G#
It's a 30 in his Glock (Yeah that 30)
D#Gm
N!ggas ain't rockin' how we rockin', we rock-solid (4L)
Cm
And I keep them blues in my pocket, ten thousand (Uh huh)
G#A#
Five on your head, n!gga, get your head chopped (Do that)
D#
Ride through my hood and I got the top chopped (What?)
G#
Off, when I ride off (What?)
D#
Smoke gas, cough (Dude)
Gm
B!tch give me mouth (Uh huh)
Big dawg, boss (Big dawg)
Cm
Y'all know what it cost (You know)
Fm
Just to be a boss (Be a boss)
G#
Well, you gotta wipe some n!ggas off
A#
Yo gotta run off on the plug
A#m
Yo gotta shoot at some n!gga
A#D#
Let him know you don't give no fxcks
If he really 'bout that life,
Then, n!gga, show you 'bout your business
G#D#
Don't be schemin' on a hunnid, n!gga, run up you a million
Cap-ass, rap-ass, battery-in-her-back-ass
You know you ain't built like that,
G#
Play and get your ass smashed
A#A#mG#
All black ski mask, pull up on your street fast
A#m
Bodybag a n!gga ass, throw his body in the trash
CmD#Cm
I'm a young trap ass, strapped-ass, no time for the yap ass
G#D#A#
Get a n!gga clapped ass, Zone 6,
Ride around with it in my lap ass
A#mD#CmD#mD#
Leave your man's brain in your motherfxcking lap ass n!gga (21, 21)
I was little, now I'm bigger (Now I'm bigger)
G#
I was broke, now I'm worth eight figures (Eight figures)
D#
It's either you against us or you with us (Lil' b!tch)
Malcolm might get killed in the middle (On God)
G#A#
Mini-14, I was 17 first time I shot it
D#
N!gga, I was on Glenfair (On my mama, dawg)
G#
Went hollow, Collier Ridge to VC
D#
Robbin', landin', all the way to Line Street,
They don't play fair (21, 21)
If you make your bed, you gon' lay there (You gon' lay there)
G#A#m
Made a hunnid on Austin off my cell, yeah (Off my cell, yeah)
D#
It was a trap spot and I used to stay there (On God)
G#
On my dead brother, I kept a K there (Straight up)
D#
Tryna spend the night,
You must be fxckin' or somethin' (Lil' b!tch)
I want you to sxck me like you sxckin' your thumb (21)
G#A#
Savage rich as fxck, but I save money like a bum (On God)
D#
Made it to the top, but I give back to the slum (Straight up)
G#
Cap-ass, rap-ass, battery-in-her-back-ass
D#
You know you ain't built like that,
Play and get your ass smashed
All black ski mask, pull up on your street fast
Bodybag a n!gga ass, throw his body in the trash
I'm a young trap ass, strapped-ass, no time for the yap ass
Get a n!gga clapped ass, Zone 6,
Ride around with it in my lap ass
Leave your man's brain in your motherfxcking lap ass n!gga

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曲解析

《4L》調性為 D# 大調、速度約每分鐘 65 拍、整體情緒溫暖。主要和弦為 D#、G#、A#、Cm。(以上為 AI 音訊分析,僅供參考)

歌詞解析

一句話主旨

以硬核說唱展現街頭生存哲學與幫派文化,描繪權力、暴力與自我掙扎的雙重性。

主題

街頭幫派的生存掙扎、權力象徵與個人成長的矛盾,探討暴力與榮耀的共生關係。

情緒

強烈的威懾感與自負中隱藏孤寂,透過誇張語氣與重複節奏傳達壓迫感與自我證明的焦慮。

意象與手法

運用槍枝(Glock、Mini-14)、幫派符號(Zone 6、4L)、身體暴力(bodybag、clapped ass)等具象符號,結合重複的節奏與口語化台詞,建構街頭文化的粗獷敘事。

重點句解讀

1. 「N!ggas ain't rockin' how we rockin', we rock-solid (4L)」

原文短句揭示幫派身份認同,「rock-solid」隱喻堅不可摧的團結與規則,「4L」可能指代幫派代碼或地域象徵。

2. 「I was little, now I'm bigger (Now I'm bigger)」

透過對比強調個人成長與權力轉移,隱含從弱者到掌控者的轉變,卻也暗示這過程的殘酷性。

3. 「Made it to the top, but I give back to the slum (Straight up)」

表現幫派文化中的矛盾價值觀,成功後仍回饋街頭,反映對根源的糾結與責任感。

4. 「If he really 'bout that life, Then, n!gga, show you 'bout your business」

直接挑戰對手的生存資格,揭示街頭文化中「以暴力證明存在」的殘酷邏輯。

適合情境

適合在壓抑氛圍中聽聞,如獨自駕車穿越城鄉交界、深夜思考人生抉擇,或面對現實困境時尋求情緒出口。

魔鏡站長解析

魔鏡站長

這首歌的節奏像一記重拳,直接劈進耳膜裡。鄧妙華用濃厚的街頭語感堆疊出一種近乎自毀的張力,從「Zone 6」的幫派符號到「bodybag」的暴力意象,字字句句都在顛覆主流對說唱的想像。最特別的是他穿插個人成長軌跡,從「was little, now I'm bigger」到「save money like a bum」,彷彿在說:這不是虛張聲勢的裝腔作勢,而是用血汗淬煉出的生存哲學。當他喊出「I'm a young trap ass」時,聽起來像在向命運挑戰,又像在為某種即將消逝的世代哀悼。適合在夜深人靜時單曲循環,讓那些粗糙的詞句狠狠撞擊心臟。

歌曲冷知識

・歌詞中「Zone 6」重複出現,可能象徵幫派或地盤,卻未明確解釋其含義

・大量使用「n!gga」等口語化稱謂,營造街頭語境,強化角色立場與群體歸屬

・「Swisher」雪茄與「lean」藥物的具象描述,隱藏對物質與危險生活的描繪

・「I was little, now I'm bigger」的對比句式,暗示個人成長與權力轉移的敘事結構

這首歌詞如何?

常見問題

4L的歌詞在講什麼?

以硬核說唱展現街頭生存哲學與幫派文化,描繪權力、暴力與自我掙扎的雙重性。

4L是誰作詞作曲的?

4L(鄧妙華)作詞 Ahmar Bailey、21 Savage、Quantavious Thomas,作曲 Ahmar Bailey、Quantavious Thomas。

4L是誰唱的?

4L由鄧妙華演唱,完整歌詞與歌曲解析可在魔鏡歌詞網查看。

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