Execution
West Coast Rap
Execution 由 Vibe Curfew Productions 于 2026年4月23日 发行，作为专辑“West Coast Radio No. 19”的一部分。
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。
BPM86
制作
出演艺人
Vibe Curfew
声乐
Maximilian Stapf
声乐
作曲和作词
Maximilian Stapf
作词
制作和工程
Vibe Curfew
其他工程师
Maximilian Stapf
声乐录制工程师
歌词
Yeah
Westside midnight, haha
Yeah
Westside midnight, engines growlin' slow
Streetlights flicker while the killers patrol
Chrome reflect murder in a cold-ass glow
Only ruthless **** really run this road
West Coast **** creep where the bloodlines run
Leave a body on the pavement when the job get done
Bitch talk reckless, get dragged and tossed
Street code strict, every insult got a cost
West Coast **** slide with the trigger half-pressed
Leave a coward folded up with his face in his chest
Hoes get loud 'til the fear hit deep
Then they silent real quick when the barrel sweep
Impala roll slow with the trunk full of thunder
Two killers in the back make a loudmouth wonder
If his breath gon' last through the next damn turn
Or his punk-ass chest finna twist and burn
Pull up curbside quiet, then the window drop low
Hear a coward start beggin', but the answer was no
Left his whole damn shirt lookin' wet with regret
While the street drank red like it ain't done yet
**** on my side keep the steel real near
Leave a fake tough rival disappear from here
One flash from the barrel make a loudmouth freeze
Then his body hit pavement with a cracked-ass wheeze
See a gold-dig bitch tryna cling to my ride
'Cause she mouth off slick with that jealous-ass pride
Grab her wrist, toss her out where the gutter rats roam
Ain't no loud disrespect in the king's damn zone
West Coast discipline carved deep in bone
Leave a traitor leg twisted by a payphone tone
Every rival crew scatter when the headlights beam
Dead-end boulevard where the weak life end
West Coast **** creep where the bloodlines run
Leave a body on the pavement when the job get done
Bitch talk reckless, get dragged and tossed
Street code strict, every insult got a cost
West Coast **** slide with the trigger half-pressed
Leave a coward folded up with his face in his chest
Hoes get loud 'til the fear hit deep
Then they silent real quick when the barrel sweep
Cadillac glide slow through a hostile lane
With a pump in the seat like a loaded damn brain
Every rival on sight get erased on cue
Leave his crew lookin' pale when the smoke cut through
One **** tried flex with a shaky-ass stance
Now his body stretched stiff in a chalk line trance
Street sweep echo make the block go mute
Only bassline thump and the smell of the shoot
Saw a snake-ass friend tryna whisper my name
So I followed his steps with a murderin' aim
Cornered that coward near a busted street sign
Left him leaked where he stood, that's the Westside line
Another loud ho tried test my respect
Talkin' slick like she think she a threat
Left her cryin' in the alley where the trash cans lean
No queen in my circle if she foul or obscene
**** stay ready when the sirens approach
Keep the heater tucked low in the crease of the coat
West Coast vengeance never talk, it act
Leave your whole damn future in a body bag stack
West Coast **** creep where the bloodlines run
Leave a body on the pavement when the job get done
Bitch talk reckless, get dragged and tossed
Street code strict, every insult got a cost
West Coast **** slide with the trigger half-pressed
Leave a coward folded up with his face in his chest
Hoes get loud 'til the fear hit deep
Then they silent real quick when the barrel sweep
Chrome still spin while the night stay mean
Yellow tape flutter where the shells once seen
Westside legend carved deep in the street
Where survival mean violence and the ruthless compete
Written by: Maximilian Stapf
