旋律性
歌曲的曲调是否清晰易记,是否遵循了明确的音乐模式。旋律性强的歌曲一般具有清晰、令人难忘的器乐或声线。
不插电
衡量一首歌曲对不插电乐器(例如钢琴、吉他、小提琴、鼓、萨克斯)而非电子或数字合成的依赖程度
Valence
通过歌曲的和声和节奏成分,传达的音乐积极性或情感基调。高情感值与幸福、兴奋和愉悦的感觉相对应,而低情感值则与悲伤、愤怒或忧郁有关。
舞蹈性
综合各种因素,包括节奏的稳定性、节奏模式和节拍重点,来确定一首歌曲是否适合跳舞。一首“适合跳舞”的歌曲可能具有稳定的节奏、重复的音乐结构和强烈的重拍。
能量
曲目的感知强度,可能受节奏、动态和音乐紧凑程度的影响。一首高能量的歌曲可能节奏欢快、乐器编配丰富,而一首低能量的歌曲则可能音乐编配简洁、节奏较慢。
BPM80
音乐视频
音乐视频
制作
出演艺人
ScHoolboy Q
声乐
Sam Dew
声乐
Terrace Martin
圆号
作曲和作词
Quincy Hanley
词曲作者
Mark Spears
词曲作者
Adrian Younge
词曲作者
David Henderson
词曲作者
Hart William Alexander
词曲作者
Todd Simon
词曲作者
制作和工程
sounwave
制作人
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
混音工程师
James Hunt
录音工程师
Mike Bozzi
母带工程师
歌词
[Verse 1]
Bellin' through the motherfuckin' street, y'all
Never had a motherfuckin' weed card
I'm down to flatline a ****, never been soft
Bellin' through the motherfuckin' street, y'all
Bellin' through the motherfuckin' street, y'all
I was thirteen with my motherfuckin' heat, y'all
**** caught cases tryna take your fuckin' screen off
I could put your fuckin' life on the recall, uh, yeah
Lookin' for the bitches with the ass
Got an icy chain 'cause a **** gettin' cash
Three different pagers goin' up because I'm crackin'
Tryna turn a dollar to a million, ho, what's happenin'? Uh, yeah, ayy
O-orange laces for my shoestrings
Pistol on me, dope is in her G-string
Ridin' in my motherfuckin' Coupe-Ville
Groovin' with my motherfuckin' locs still
Fig' side **** keep a dope fiend
Ghetto bird here to kill our ghetto hoop dreams
Tryna strike me out before I finish school
I was just a square **** 'til I took my 52, ooh, yeah, ayy
[Chorus]
Bellin' through the motherfuckin' street, y'all, ah, on me, though
Bellin' through the motherfuckin' street, y'all, ah, on me, though
We love, we go, ayy, we rise, we low, ayy
Our pride, we show, ayy, we love, we go
[Verse 2]
Bellin' through the motherfuckin' street, y'all
Tryna get this motherfuckin' weed off
Gang injunction tell me where we can't go
Shoot me in my back because my afro
Heard I got a strike on my record, then it's true
Cops effin' up my record, never told 'em what I knew
I was in my **** car garage, yeah, I'm tryna shoot
I was out here sellin' dope at fourteen, what it do?
I was out here fuckin' hoes at fourteen, what it do?
I was ditchin' class, fifth grade, yeah, I'm Groovy Q
Ain't no biggie when the small **** rob, give me loot
Pop a **** on his mom porch, kill his brother too
**** lost his first fade nine years after school
**** tryna get the J's, blue Chucks sick as flu, uh
Runnin' from the crash unit like my name was State Farm
On my **** handlebars tryna get our groove on, yeah
[Chorus]
Bellin' through the motherfuckin' street, y'all, ah, on me, though
Bellin' through the motherfuckin' street, y'all, ah, on me, though
We love, we go, ayy, we rise, we low, ayy
Our pride, we show, ayy, we love, we go
[Outro]
Bellin' through the motherfuckin' st—
Bellin', bellin', bellin' through the motherfuckin' street—
B-Bellin' through the motherfuckin' street—
B-B-Bellin', bellin' through the motherfuckin' street—
Bellin', b-bellin' through the motherfuckin' st—
Bellin', bellin', bellin'
Bell-bellin' through the motherfuckin' street— street
Street, street, street, y'all
Written by: A. Younge, D. Henderson, Mark Spears, Quincy Hanley, T. Simon, William Hart

