《Rebels Symphony》是The Murderers演唱的歌曲，收錄於《Irv Gotti Presents The Murderers》專輯中。
基本介紹
- 外文名：Rebels Symphony
- 所屬專輯：Irv Gotti Presents The Murderers
- 歌曲原唱：The Murderers
- 發行日期：2003年2月20日
歌曲歌詞
The Murderers Lights out niggas, you clowns The Murderers is here now, the game has changed You know what I mean, nobody knows you anymore Your records make no sense, you know what I mean I just wanna know, all I wanna do, I just wanna know How does it feel, huh, let me know, what it feel like I know y'all niggas is thinking of thoughts How y'all gon' catch the Rule it's, catch a dude and send in the feud But it won't do 'cause now I got a crew, ni**a Black Child, Tah, Murda f**king Inc. ni**a O-1 and Vita, keep the d**e and the heater Or the f**ked up rental or a hot two seater As long as the love with me hoods will never forget me I could put raps in them and shine up the city Like elected Frank Nitty, jot a Big Poppa For reasons of, we run up in a big truck and pop ya Midnight opera over the wheels Slug body marks and pop up Yo, seem like y'all niggas ain't never gon' learn Either you hitting or the ni**a getting hit 'Cause son, when I click and cock, my sh*t gon' pop and never been A small ni**a, always a score ni**a that be up in your braud ni**a You fraud ni**a cop yae, from far but never raw niggas My A's and SK's will rob when it's war ni**a Product and money, so if you want fifteen it's twenty Anythin' less than ten, I won't bend Or y'all niggas to run with it, gun busting I done did it And anything else that come with it You don't want it if it's real, put the deal on it Stand up niggas and have you sitting in chairs with wheels on them And that murder sh*t, I'm still on it, murder for life Give a f**k if you a accept it, you better respect it Unless it's one of my fam' members Leave whoever into this involvement in legal tendency Laying where the dirt be, you dig this Better recover with some big sh*t or duck when this fifth spit Another question, is you willing to die Just as much as you want to kill? Answer me I went from handcuff recovering, blowing up from bubbling Shot muscling all my checks doubled in f**k tussling Word to God got a hundred men with guns and tems And we love Mack-10's Since the sex, got a ni**a blushed with me Got a ni**a wet, dropped the Lex, copped the tech We cashing checks son, we out to get the decimals Don't know about the rest of you, you f**king with professionals Murderers, that will split your juggle up Motherf**ker I'll cut ya and you think Tah touch ya Then we flip sh*t with b**ches that ride all day And niggas that get head on the highway And niggas hating to see Satin or be played I'm gon' tell yo' hoe, you in hell waiting While niggas on Earth flossed like they first For what it's worth Murderers blast first Niggas respect Murder everywhere It's the streets Nobody's dancing in the streets Huh, the streets is ours man, Murder Ni**a, it's so hard to say goodbye, I wonder why Take a sneak peak kissing herbs on a high Hah, I'm down for whatever, whenever Murderers stick together See Vita, be that chick to hard throb you ni**a F**k you, then rob you ni**a A grimy broad that'll set you and wet you Leave you for my dogs to fetch you Tie you up and wet you Unless you, talking pacos again it don't matter The longer we spend the longer we win And Gotti, showed me how to work these niggas
turkeys niggas and hurt these niggas And I'll be there, when my niggas need bail Catch a body, take the stand and won't tell T-tale, I flip wholesale, retail Cheap, so you can get deep into this female Gangstas and hoes go together Don't let nobody tell you no different, man It's the beginning of time I love my b**ches, man Motherf**ker it's on one When I come through, niggas run, niggas know Equipped with guns, ya heard son You get plugged up and gutted out Found dead with a gun in your mouth Now what you talking about? Scold on these streets I'm involved with thugs, who carry heat To lift you off your feet, the riding suite But when it's time to eat, the guns come Ni**a's b**ch I'm like, ?They don't want none of the Murderers?
