Mr. Bill Collector lyrics

[Hook/ Krayzie & Layzie]

Them callin' me Mr. Bill Collector

Needin' me money, won't ease up tonight

[See niggas can't stand us, so they label us scandalous]

And if them runnin' off with me cash

That ass gonna have to pay the price

[Meet a muthafuckin' po-po; gotta hit 'em with the fo'-fo']

[Verse 1: Krayzie Bone]

Don't be fuckin' with my money, nigga no

See when Krayzie pull the pump, then I kill 'em all

Pump slugs, when blood hit the wall, watch 'em fall

Now dog who ya gonna call?

Puttin' niggas in the coffin where they probably better off

And Leatherface is not a punk bitch so a nigga just can't fuck me

Nigga better have me cash

Or I kill his whole family when the twelve gauge pump blast

Now test me

Never ever let a nigga ride when he think he fin to slide

Pop him in the spine, get him for the money

Nigga tried to play me and dash

And that's why me thugs just put slugs in that ass, fatally

And me never want to see no

Oh jealous muthafucka tried to keep a nigga ends low

If he scared to smoke a primo

Gotta go with the fiends and in the click is a no no

Gotta make that money man

Gimme all my change, it's a murder thang, now

Even in the dummy game

Niggas comin' up slain for collectin' they claim

Now, Leatherface, me pick up me gauge

Leather mask and nigga, me blast

So ya better respect us, when you see the bill collector

Rippin' killin' niggas for that mad money thang

[Verse 2: Layzie Bone]

Niggas steady payin' them dues, runnin' with trues

Nothin' to lose, everything to prove

Little thug from the C-Town, never caught sleepin'

Always on the come up creepin'

Runnin' this shit now puttin' that Bone down

Gotta let a nigga know for the love of cheese

Movin' thangs in the nine-five, rollin' with

Ruthless, thuggin' with my niggas from the Clair

And we smokin' them green leaves, fuck with me now

Oh nigga don't test rest, straight Leatherface in the place

On a mission don't be messin' with my bankroll

Niggas wanna gank on Bone, so I stank them prank hoes

And I'm bettin' on me takin' no more losses

Put 'em in a coffin, and they life is better off

And these niggas they don't know me they can't know me

Thought you had a homie, but ya fuckin' with the muthafuckin' Bone see

Nigga gotta get me mine on the nine-nine

In the nine-five, bodies dropping

When you hear my pistol select ah dome

Respect that True how's the underground shit

Mr. Bill Collector, Bone

Hook

Verse 3:Wish Bone

Nigga take it off thank ya please don't make me stank ya

Time to pay the bill, write your checks up all night

Catch a slug or chill, bill collectors better respect 'em

Mo Thug, sellin' drugs, pumpin' slugs all up in that rectum check 'em

Click-click, fall to the ground when the Glock pop nigga chest pump blood

And takin' too long, better drop it on down or ya catchin' two to the head

Shoulda gave 'em up bitch to the Mo Thug lunatic quick to pop, now you dead dead

Gotta pull that nine on the niggas everytime

Sellin' rocks on the nine-nine

Gotta put him on the pave

If ya want to die, put 'em in the grave better give me all them dimes

Bridge: Krayzie [Layzie]

[I didn't want to take his life

But the nigga tried to run and get away with me yayo

[Now you see me, the murderer.]

4x

[Verse 4: Bizzy Bone]

Sawed-off pumpin', dumpin' steadily all the way to the other side we ride

Sherm, when I hit that corner now, niggas is 'bout to die

Thugsta theivin' off in Cleveland and I couldn't sell out my ci-ty

Murder now to come up, move Bone'll be bringin' that city, wit me pin me

Nigga, this the team, by the way, don't fuck with brains

Put in my mind all off on my murder murder y'all all, and I flees the scene

Clean, and I'm out to fade 'em, hey, and I'm out for money, gauged 'em

Better pray to save 'em, but it won't do any good, now bang bang Caution I lossin' me brain get 'em up off the 'cane, bang

Kill a nigga, bang pull a trigger, bang

Comin' up out to wet 'em, man

Off with the blood, put 'em in the mud with a slug thug gotta get paid

Reachin' on back as we bail to pick up me shells

No slippin' the buck and the gauge spray

Sawed-off on the block cocked, ready to pop ya, now cause broke gets played

This dope get paid and nigga, come drop it down

Hook 3x

Your rent's due, muthafucka!

(Gunshots)

• Artist:Bone Thugs-n-Harmony
• Album:E. 1999 Eternal