旋律
歌曲有多麼清晰易記且符合明確音樂模式的旋律。通常,旋律分明的作品會擁有清晰易記的器樂或人聲主線。
原聲音質
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Valence
歌曲透過和聲與節奏所傳達的音樂積極性或情感基調。數值高通常對應快樂、興奮或愉悅感,數值低則與悲傷、憤怒或憂鬱相關。
節奏感
綜合了節拍穩定性、節奏型態與重拍強度等多重因素,以判定一首歌曲適合跳舞的程度。一首「節奏感強」的歌曲,通常具備穩定的速度、重複的音樂結構與明顯的強拍。
輕快
曲目的律動感可能受節奏快慢、音量起伏與聲譜密度所影響。較輕快的歌曲通常節奏強勁,編曲豐滿;反之,不太輕快的歌曲則可能編曲簡約、節奏較慢。
BPM80
歌詞
[Intro]
These **** be tryin', these **** be hungry, these **** be—, huh (Haha)
Ayy
Fuck you sayin'?
(Havok)
Huh, ayy, there it go, ayy, there it go, ayy, there it go, they thirsty
Alright, let me go
[Chorus]
Every car I'm in, these bitches tinted, ayy (These bitches tinted, man)
Stolens and rentals, choppers and killers in it (There's choppers and killers in it), uh
Catch his ass and do his ass, you know he finished (Ayy, come here), huh
Flip his ass and smoke his ass (Huh), we stand on business, huh (Huh, huh)
All my **** get active, jump in car, we all in traffic, uh (We all in traffic)
Bend the block, we blitzin' shit just like we playin' Madden (Come here)
Mad as fuck, I threw the Drac' away, got a body on that's been through it (Fuck)
I don't even call him by his name, I call them **** "Lil' do-its," uh (Let's do it)
Bitches call the phone, say they got the lo', I told them do it (Do it)
I ain't sparing shit, it's on sight if we into it, uh (Come here)
He with his baby, do it (Do it)
He with his bitch, do it (Do it), uh
With his mama, do it (Do it), uh
All this money make a **** do it, uh (Haha)
[Verse 1]
Seven days a week, we run this bitch, we spinnin' (Uh-huh, we spinnin')
Any day this week, I bet a **** come up missin' (He come up)
**** better stay on point (What?), he better not be out here slippin'
Ayy, hit this corner, make sure this bitch, up in here (Yeah, that's true)
Ayy, **** be tryin' and shit, **** be dyin' and shit, uh, uh (These **** be dyin')
Tell 'em go free that ho 'fore Tillie go blam the bitch, uh, uh (Kill that ho)
Yeah, I was mad at lil' bro, we don't even much play that shit
Opps be laughing, they was makin' these diss and next thing you know, they was buryin' a bitch (Aight, bet)
We be laughin', ****, but this shit serious (This shit is serious), uh, uh
When we in the city, we all up on them mirrors (We on that car), uh, uh
Fuck them **** and passin', **** ain't really on shit (Them **** is bitches), uh
**** gon' go to my park, take a picture and shit, like, what, ****? (Like, ****)
Stand on business when you see me, shots fired, he paralyzed, he couldn't walk (Ooh), he couldn't believe it (Ah, ooh, I'm hit)
Ayy, trouble, trouble, trouble, trouble (Trouble), he ain't want trouble (Haha, baow)
This close, you a lucky motherfucker (Step on that, huh)
AR fully, this bitch stutter
Haha, ayy, you **** better watch your moves, hold on
Gotta watch what I say, fuck that, hold on (Yeah, fuck it, go 'head, hold on)
[Verse 2]
Ayy, I'm going back in
Knock his **** down like they a bowling pin (Boom, boom)
Devil child, God know I sin
He hide in the house, we coming in (Come here)
**** know we spin for real (We spin for real), the way they dyin' (The way they dyin')
**** know we kill for real (Kill for real)
Ain't no room for dyin' (No room for dyin')
Plug called, hold on (Hello), get back to the money
Sosa called (Hold on), pack gone, gotta put the bread on somethin' (On his top)
[Chorus]
Every car I'm in, these bitches tinted, ayy (These bitches tinted, man)
Stolens and rentals, choppers and killers in it (Got killers in this, man)
Catch his ass and do his ass, you know he finished (Ayy, come here, you know he finished, huh)
Flip his ass and smoke his ass (Huh), we stand on business (Huh, huh)
All my **** get active, jump in car, we all in traffic, uh (We all in traffic)
Bend the block, we blitzin' shit just like we playin' Madden (Come here, skrrt)
Mad as fuck, I threw the Drac' away, got a body on that's been through it (Fuck)
I don't even call him by his name, I call them **** "Lil' do-its" (Let's do it, do-its)
Bitches call his phone, say they got the lo', I told them do it (Do it)
I ain't sparing shit, it's on sight if we into it (Do it, do it, do it, come here)
(Do it) He with his baby, do it (Do it)
He with his bitch, do it (Do it)
With his mama, do it (Do it)
All this money make a **** do it (Do it, haha)
[Outro]
Do it
Fuck you sayin', ****? Go and do it
Next, this **** on the list, we gon' do it
Written by: Keyanta Bullard, Maurice Polite

