Huge Guy은(는) {albumName} 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2018년 8월 14일일에 Froze Ent.에서 발매되었습니다.The Eastside Tape (DJ Froze Buffz Presents)
BPM96
멜로디에 강한 음악
잘 정의된 음악 패턴에 따른 명확하고 기억에 남는 멜로디를 갖춘 곡입니다. 이 척도가 높은 곡은 일반적으로 연주나 보컬 라인이 명확하고 기억에 남는 것이 특징입니다.
어쿠스틱 악기 중심
곡이 전자 음악이나 디지털 합성 음악이 아닌 어쿠스틱 악기(예: 피아노, 기타, 바이올린, 드럼, 색소폰)를 얼마나 많이 사용하는지를 나타내는 척도입니다.
발랑스
곡의 화성과 리듬 요소를 통해 전달되는 음악적 긍정성 또는 감정적 톤입니다. 높은 쾌감은 행복, 흥분, 희열의 감정에 해당하며, 낮은 쾌감은 슬픔, 분노, 우울과 연관됩니다.
춤추기 좋은 음악
템포의 안정성, 리듬 패턴, 비트 강조 등 여러 요인의 조합을 통해 곡이 춤추기에 얼마나 적합한지 정하는 척도입니다. '춤추기 좋은' 곡의 특징은 일정한 템포, 반복적인 음악 구조, 강한 다운비트입니다.
에너지
트랙의 강렬함은 템포, 역동성, 음악적 밀도에 영향을 받을 수 있습니다. 에너지가 높은 곡은 강렬한 리듬과 풍부한 악기 편곡으로 구성되는 반면, 에너지가 낮은 곡은 음악적으로 간결하고 느린 템포가 특징일 수 있습니다.
가사
Woke up this morning, pocket filled with extra pros
Think I might slide on Double 0 tonight and bless the hoes
Pull up to the set, in and out, just came to get some clothes
Riding 'round sipping on a three incase I catch a cold
Thick stitching Tru's on, wheat Timb' shoes on
The car come apart, but the forty cal' glued on
Old bitch, she say she mad at me, I done moved on
The feds tryna raid us 'cause we trapping out the school zone
Bad bitches on my head, I just turn 'em down
Plug say he gon' meet me in toledo for a turn around
Walking out the club, **** mugging, tryna stare us down
Reach for the strap like, "**** be there when I turn around"
Fans taking pictures, I'm posing, middle fingers up
Pockets need to go on a diet, think they eat too much
Eastside, bitch, we twenty **** deep in buffs
**** ain't street as us, see us and be freezing up
Big brain, big rims, big buffies
Big bag, big moves, big money
Everything we do, we do it big, ****
From the cars to the cribs, ****, this is how we live, ****
Big brain, big rims, big buffies
Big bag, big moves, big money
Everything we do, we do it big, ****
From the cars to the cribs, ****, this is how we live, ****
Tru fit, wheat Timbs, D fitted
All that shit you rap about, we did it
Last **** ran off, he missing
Let neff take the shot, he swished it
Ice buffs, ice Rollie, brick fair
She want a new pair of Gucci's, bitch, where?
If you wanna go to war, pick where
Choppers, eagles hit that boy like a big chair
Most **** up state, couple **** in the feds
Real **** on the grind, fuck you **** in the bed
She say she on her period, fuck you, bitch, give me head
Tint in the glasses, my fucking buffs leave me shedding
Went from a boy in the hood to a menace, ****
Road got you goddamn hot, still sipping, ****
Might get your dumbass robbed with that ticket, ****
Just got baptized, but still'll kill a ****
Big brain, big rims, big buffies
Big bag, big moves, big money
Everything we do, we do it big, ****
From the cars to the cribs, ****, this is how we live, ****
Big brain, big rims, big buffies
Big bag, big moves, big money
Everything we do, we do it big, ****
From the cars to the cribs, ****, this is how we live, ****
I woke up in the morning, said it's time to do my thing
Last night I prayed to God my plug prices don't change
I'm matching buying them stop signs for twenty-one and some change
Paying nineteen for a ninety pack, thirty-six for a whole thing
My plug got me doing my thing, white buffies got 'em losing they brain
I pulled up with no brain, Breitling got 'em going insane
****, I'm doing my thang, I don't know why you ain't doing the same
It ain't no room for clothes in my closet 'cause that's where I'm stashing them things
Step up out the crib looking fly as hell, YSL
Screw backs, watch swell, new Breitling, time will tell
Tru Religiom shirt and jeans, white buffies, sour cream
Louis bag, Louis shoes, Louis belt, like, fuck you mean?
I'm goat dick and your bitch a fiend, I fucked the bitch, she history
Lead pipes, throwing six a piece, **** flinched so hard, ain't shit to me
Bad hoes in my DM, but them groupie hoes just mention me
Teameast, at the top, tryna spend a B, finna be
****
Big brain, big rims, big buffies
Big bag, big moves, big money
Everything we do, we do it big, ****
From the cars to the cribs, ****, this is how we live, ****
Big brain, big rims, big buffies
Big bag, big moves, big money
Everything we do, we do it big, ****
From the cars to the cribs, ****, this is how we live, ****
Warn up, pussy ****, catch a slug
Teameast, young ****, fucking thugs
Mama, please forgive me, I been smoking drugs
Hanging with the criminals, still in the slums
**** with the team tats that them bitches love
And my Trus sag low the way the bitches love
Free Los, he got ten, that's that chopper love
Grind hard, fuck a bitch, that's that guapa gold
Fraud ****, they lie, real **** abide
That ho shit I ain't buying, being a buster, ****, I ain't lying
Drag hoes, can't stand up. bad hoes, I had 'em
Real bitches I had one, my real **** threw the same ones
Them young ****, they wilding out, riding 'round with goose and weed
All out in public, blowing loud in public
Hood ****, hoes love it, keep it real, ****, don't bluff it
Teameast, we does it, this the life bitch and I love it
Big brain, big rims, big buffies
Big bag, big moves, big money
Everything we do, we do it big, ****
From the cars to the cribs, ****, this is how we live, ****
Big brain, big rims, big buffies
Big bag, big moves, big money
Everything we do, we do it big, ****
From the cars to the cribs, ****, this is how we live, ****
Written by: Lord Freeza


