Tryin 2 Do Something
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힙합/랩
Tryin 2 Do Something은(는) 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 1997년 1월 1일일에 Priority Records에서 발매되었습니다.Ghetto D 10th Anniversary
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.
BPM96
크레딧
실연 아티스트
Master P
실연자
Fiend
랩
MAC
랩
Mo B. Dick
백그라운드 보컬
작곡 및 작사
Master P
작곡가
Ernie Isley
작곡가
O'Kelly Isley Jr.
작곡가
C. Jasper
작곡가
리차드 존스
작곡가
Mckinley Phipps Jr.
작곡가
Rudolph Isley
작곡가
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
DJ Darryl For Beats By The Pound
프로듀서
DJ Darrel
프로듀서
가사
[Verse 1]
Do that to one of those tenderonies
And, uh, that mean you tryin' 2 do something
I'm tryin' 2 do something, y'all feel that?
[Verse 2]
Say black, the eye contact that you and I share
Make me wanna be real and make these **** disappear
And if I could I would, and I ain't even frontin'
I'ma be real with ya, look, I'm tryin 2 do something
Say black, the eye contact that you and I share
Make me wanna be real and make these **** disappear
And if I could I would, and I ain't even frontin'
I'ma be blunt with ya, look, I'm tryin 2 do something
[Verse 3]
Maybe it's the bud in me or the thug in P
Got these ghetto hotties wanna putting they love in me
I'm a G from the CP3 and dedicated
Screamin', No Limit Soldiers and these playa haters hate it
Relax, shorty, hit the blunt, drop the Ruger
Come close to a ****, let the P seduce ya
Work it like a Solo Flex, say you need a ruff-neck
Cristal and strawberries, weed smoking, rough sex
[Verse 4]
I want you to open your legs as wide as you could
So I can hit you from the back with this nickel-plated wood
Up and down like a rollercoaster
From your stomach to your back, let a gangsta poke ya
I ain't trippin', never slippin' 'cause I got my straps
Nine months later, we ain't bustin' no caps
Crispy clean, no strings attached
Little bump and grind, miss thang, is you with that?
[Verse 5]
Say black, the eye contact that you and I share
Make me wanna be real and make these **** disappear
And if I could I would, and I ain't even frontin'
I'ma be real with ya, look, I'm tryin 2 do something
Say black, the eye contact that you and I share
Make me wanna be real and make these **** disappear
And if I could I would, and I ain't even frontin'
I'ma be blunt with ya, look, I'm tryin 2 do something
[Verse 6]
I heard you want a real man
So won't you lay up there and give me the chance
I ain't sayin' romance, girl, but you got can be enhanced
I'm matured enough and I ain't 'proach you for nothin'
And the reason I came up off me 'cause you workin' with somethin'
Now I done had a lil' herb and I done built the nerve
On top of that, my head tight from everything the bar serve
I'm pitchin' 'cause your curves got me wantin' to slide home
And prove that I could flip other things besides zones
[Verse 7]
Tell your girls you're gone, baby, you gots to roam
Who leavin' with fiends, he get it on, get it on
You could make me moan, so you up for screwin' me
Please use ingenuity when you doin' me
Damn, your dress in blues, with your matchin' hat and shoes
Pretty legs but knees gon' get bruised
Neither one get used, and you cut the bullshits and bluffin's
Straight to the point, shorty, look, I'm tryin 2 do something
[Verse 8]
Say black, the eye contact that you and I share
Make me wanna be real and make these **** disappear
And if I could I would, and I ain't even frontin'
I'ma be real with ya, look, I'm tryin 2 do something
Say black, the eye contact that you and I share
Make me wanna be real and make these **** disappear
And if I could I would, and I ain't even frontin'
I'ma be blunt with ya, look, I'm tryin 2 do something
[Verse 9]
Back stage at the concerts, you're peepin'
You wanted me to see you and I'm thinkin' about creepin'
Far from home, destination unknown, rock bone
Hotel booked and I don't wanna be alone
Maybe it's the tone got me visualizin' this song
Camouflage love all night, makin' me moan
Thug passion, in the backseat rippin' off your fashion
Run and tell your girls 'bout your night with the assassin
[Verse 10]
I'm here tonight and the vibe is right
Red and blue lights are glowin' over Brian McKnight
But tomorrow's my flight and I'll be outta your sight
Take my address down so you can write
But for now lets do somethin'
Fuck the frontin' and the talkin'
My dogs just about barkin'
Take your outfit off and put the soldier shit on
And go to war with me
Pager number's on the desk, hit me when you're tryin 2 do something
[Verse 11]
Say black, the eye contact that you and I share
Make me wanna be real and make these **** disappear
And if I could I would, and I ain't even frontin'
I'ma be real with ya, look, I'm tryin 2 do something
Say black, the eye contact that you and I share
Make me wanna be real and make these **** disappear
Written by: C. Jasper, Ernie Isley, Master P, Mckinley Phipps Jr., O'Kelly Isley Jr., Richard Jones, Rudolph Isley

