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.
BPM67
크레딧
실연 아티스트
A.B.N.
실연자
지로
실연자
Trae tha Truth
실연자
작곡 및 작사
Frazier Othel Thompson III
작사가 겸 작곡가
Joseph McVey
작사가 겸 작곡가
가사
[Verse 1]
I'm a gangsta, my ****, from my head to my feet
Ever since I was a young'un, I've been livin' in the streets
Keep it movin', you don't wanna get into it with me
I can get your whole family wiped out for less than a G
The OG stands for Organized General
I'm street educated and graduated to a criminal
I'll make it rain, but I ain't talkin' about money from the sky
I'm talkin' about everybody dyin'
[Verse 2]
I'm the Mo City don, and the king of the ghetto
Z-Ro is a one-man team in the ghetto
Had dope in my palm, gettin' green in the ghetto
A million dollars that is still seen in the ghetto
Got a truck full of artillery ready to reach out and touch somebody
I'm insane in the membrane, I don't have positive thoughts
The only thing I can picture is fuckin' up somebody
I walk like I'm bad, because I know I can
Ain't got a reason to fear it if it's a man
.45 in my left hand, FN in my right hand
.357 in my other hand
Because I never figured we got a trigger happy ****
You should not fuck me
Happy holidays to ya, 'cause I'm about to open
Your muthafuckin' ass up like a Christmas gift
[Verse 3]
'Cause it ain't no love, no love
Y'all fellas was holdin y'all nuts on us
Wanna see us doin' bad, so I know y'all can't stand the fact
That Trae and Z-Ro earn the stacks back to back
****, we still in the hood
Ride around drippin' with the steel in the hood
I remember we used to rob and steal in the hood
I'm an Asshole By Nature, I make it rain real good
Real good
[Verse 4]
Ro and Trae, Assholes By Nature, no doubt
Motherfucker, can you stand the rain?
'Cause if we spray these K's, we gon' shut your block down
Tell me, ****, can you stand the rain?
[Verse 5]
Let it be known, I remember what it was from day one
So I still don't give a damn about nothin' out here
I've been a asshole all of my life and I remain to be real
While these other **** stuntin' out here
I ain't never been the one to try and fit in
If I wanna spot, I guarantee you I'ma get in
You ain't never seen the type of drama that I live in
I'ma be the first to get the K and pop the clip in
And I got the same attitude that I had last year
If you don't like it, fuck you, now, bitch, get that clear
I never let a ho **** try to get past here
Ain't nothin' that you gotta stop, one stash here
So I run around feelin' like I can't be stopped
Ready for the **** thinkin' that he can't be popped
Throwin' bullets out that's too big to be blocked
In and out of these kind of like birds in a flock
When the rain fallin', can you handle the pressure?
If you get wet, it's gon' do more than stress you
You can run but they still gon' catch you
Better chill 'fore I decide to test you
I'm in a place that you probably never think about
Zonin', mind floatin' in another stage
So it'll be best to let me do me
'Fore I click and take it to another page
[Verse 6]
Ro and Trae, Assholes By Nature, no doubt
Motherfucker, can you stand the rain?
'Cause if we spray these K's, we gon' shut your block down
Tell me, ****, can you stand the rain?
[Verse 7]
Leave me the fuck alone, I ain't friendly, bitch
I roll one deep in the Bentley, yeah the Biarritz
I damn near break my back turnin' these crumbs into bricks
Tryna' get a thousand dollars out of twenty-five cents
There ain't a hood in H-town I can't ride through
Maneuver through my city with the moves and five tools
They say I'm a celebrity with diamonds that'll blind you
You can see me doin' the fast food in the drive-thru
But don't try to jack me, I wouldn't advise it
My hammer cocked back, I stay ready for surprises
My bond money stay ready to bail me out
When my homeboys sell me out
[Verse 8]
I'ma hop in the hoop like a troop, then I shoot like Wade
Ain't no tellin' 'bout how many of these shots I've made
It be the same routine when any block get sprayed
When I release the weight, don't nothin' get saved
A.B.N. is the gang, talk to us real loud
We the ones that make a **** get it up and go hide
I was taught to never put the bullshit to the side
'Fore you start, better ask the last one who tried
Still T-R-A-E, never gon' switch
Ain't never been a punk, never will be a bitch
So they better get it right 'fore I take it to the trunk
And bring the K out, then try to leave the whole block blitzed
[Verse 9]
When I load my AK, you bitch **** gon' lay, hey
When I load my AK, you bitch **** gon' lay, hey
When I load my AK, you bitch **** gon' lay, hey
When we load these K's
[Verse 10]
Ro and Trae, Assholes By Nature, no doubt
Motherfucker, can you stand the rain?
'Cause if we spray these K's, we gon' shut your block down
Tell me, ****, can you stand the rain?
[Verse 11]
When I load my AK, you bitch **** gon' lay, hey
When I load my AK, you bitch **** gon' lay, hey
When I load my AK, you bitch **** gon' lay, hey
When we load these K's
Written by: A.B.N., F. Thompson, Joseph W. McVey, L. Williams

