Nice Guy 由 Now & Forever/Santa Anna 于 2026年4月10日 发行,作为专辑“Beezy World”的一部分。
BPM86
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。
歌词
[Intro]
Talk to 'em
Eat everybody face, bitch-ass ****
Play with the gang, we gon' make you hang, pussy (Cruz, the fuck is goin' on?)
Yeah, ****, tell 'em **** come and get me, ho, fuck you
[Chorus]
Which one of these **** want me dead? Tell 'em come and get me
Fuck around and find out, boy, yeah, I done tucked the semi (Yeah)
Get 'em gone (Bitch), they take one, I'm takin' seven with me
Fuck hoes and get money, brodie, tuck your jimmy (Grrt, bah, bah, bah, bah)
No more Mr. Nice Guy, we done passed that
Tough guy, now turned to Instagram hashtag
Roll him up, take him on a road trip to Baghdad (Yeah, Zaye, you're going up, grrah)
Get close and turn his shit into a snapback
[Verse 1]
It's Big Beez, Big Beezy, know the name, ****
Go trophy up, oh, we ain't worried 'bout you lame ****
Go chase money, everybodyK, that's the gang, ****
I'll turn this bitch to arts and crafts and let the pain hit 'em (Bah, brrt, bah, bah)
Goddamn, I think my Rollie need another bezel (You know)
Hop out and catch one, we send him up to Heaven
I'm booted up, that molly take me to another level (Woah, woah)
Traumatized from all the shit I been through, but that don't make me special (Big)
For my thugs, I'll go to war, bitch, this Armageddon
Fuck 12, I skipped my birthday when I was just eleven (When I was just eleven)
We ain't worried 'bout them other ****, they don't come around
Bun-dun-dun-dun-dun, the Drac' make my favorite sound (Yeah)
Now let me know, pussy boy, if this is smoke you want (What I want, ****)
Bitch know I'm brazy in the head, I'll smoke your mama (Yeah)
Don't let that pain shit fool you, you know what I'm on
It'd be sad if moms hear her lil' boy ain't comin' home (Woah, bah)
[Chorus]
Which one of these **** want me dead? Tell 'em come and get me (Come and get me, ****)
Fuck around and find out, boy, yeah, I done tucked the semi (Yeah)
Get 'em gone (Bitch), they take one, I'm takin' seven with me (Uh, I'm takin' seven with me)
Fuck hoes and get money, brodie, tuck your jimmy (Grrt, bah, bah, bah, bah)
No more Mr. Nice Guy, we done passed that (Fuck 'em)
Tough guy, now turned to Instagram hashtag (Yeah)
Roll him up, take him on a road trip to Baghdad (Yeah, yeah)
Get close and turn his shit into a snapback (Bah, grrah, yeah)
[Verse 2]
Triple-round burst sound like music to my ears
Who am I to fear? And I got yeeky on me right now
Bite down, electrocute his body, shut his lights out
Gave the bitch some fiddles 'cause she all alley-ooped the white down
VS1 the Cubans, I be iced out, GLD
Membership, pop the European door and get on feet
You know my jumper be on fleeky, tell 'em get on D
You better slide behind my name if **** get on me
Shooters, bag of Eukanubas, killers well-fed
They hit my line, "You want him slimed?" I be like, "Hell yeah"
This Hell Gang, sacrifice my life about this brotherhood
If death and prison walls couldn't separate us, ****, nothin' could
Four inside this cup of good (Yeah)
Affairs be internal, but it's pebbles, I still love the hood
Fellow from them parts, so they'll come grab me if the suckers could
I wish the suckers would
Tender body, bitch, I got him, tell him run the juug
[Verse 3]
****, go and bend the blocks (Blocks), screamin', "Fuck all the opps" (Yeah)
Another waffle in the toaster, yeah, I'm tryna get him popped (Yeah, grrt, bah)
Get off the 'Gram, postin' somethin' that you **** not (Uh)
Now I'm pullin' choppers out since **** didn't wanna box (Uh, uh)
Shit ain't a game, ****, boy, this real life (Boy, this real life)
And I don't know if ain't nobody told you, but you don't live twice (Yeah)
And I got demons on my shoulders, it don't feel right
But fuck it, man, I'm gon' numb the pain with them pills tonight
[Outro]
Yeah, Big Beez, ****, Big Beezy, you know the name
Bitch, play with the gang, we gon' make you hang
Pussy, yeah
[Instrumental]
(Cruz, the fuck is goin' on?)
Written by: Fedor Alexandrovich Zudin, Isaiah Chandavong, Jekobe Holloway


