LYRICS
作词 : Bone Thugs N Harmony ...
Them callin' me mr. bill collector, needin' me money, know he's up tonight.
See nigga s can't stand us, so they label us scandalous.
And if them runnin' off with-a-me cash, that ass gonna have to pay the price.
Mother****er po-po, gotta hit 'em with the fo'-fo
Don't be ****ing with my money. Bitch, 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' nigga s in a Coffin where they probably better off, and leathaface is not a punk-bitch, so a bitch just can't **** m
Bitch better have me cash, or I kill his whole family when the twelve gauge pump blast.now test me.
Never ever let a bitch ride. When he think he fin to slide, pump him in the spine
Get him for the money. Bitch tried to play me and dash, and that's why me thugs should put slugs in t, they telly
And me never want to see no, oh jealous mother****er tried to keep a bitch's ends low
if he scared to smoke a primo, gotta go whether fiends in the clique◇that's a no-no.
gotta m Hat money, man. gimme all my change. it's a murder thang, now.
even in the dummy game, nigga s comin' up slain for collectin' they claim.
now, leathaface, me pick up me gauge, grab the mask, and,
A, me blast, so ya better respect us,
when you see the bill collector rippin', killin' nigga s for that mad money thang.
Bitches steady payin' them dues, runnin' with true
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 bitch know for the love of cheese, movin' thangs in the '95
rollin' with ruthless, thuggin' with my nigga s from the clair, and we smokin' them green leaves.
**** with me now
Oh, bitch, don't test rest, strate, leathaface in the place on a mission. Don't be messin' with my bankroll
nigga s wanna gank on bone, so i stack them prank hoes.
and i'm bettin' o takin' no more losses,
put 'em in a coffin, and they life is better off it,
and these nigga s--they don't know me--they can't know me.
Thought you had a homie, but ya ****ing with the mother****ing boy see
Bitch, gotta get me mine on the nine-nine. In the '95, bodies droppin'. When you hear my pistol select ya dome
respect that true house or underground shit, mr. bill collector--bone.
Them callin' me mr. bill collector, needin' me money, know he's up tonight.
See nigga s can't stand us, so they label us scandalous.
And if them runnin' off with-a-me cash, that ass gonna have to pay the price.
Mother****er po-po, gotta hit 'em with the fo'-fo
Bitch, take it off. Thank you. Please don't make me stack ya
time to pay the bill, write your check up all night, catch a slug or chill.
bill collectors, better respect them mo thugs.
sellin' d Pumpin' slugs all up in that rectum, check 'em.
click-click, fall to the ground. when the glock pop, make your chest pump blood.
and takin' too long, better drop it on down, or ya catchin' two to E head.
Shoulda gave 'em up, bitch, to the mo thug lunatic quick to pop, now, you're dead (yeah)
gotta pull that nine on the nigga s everytime, sellin' rocks on the nine-nine.
gotta put him on my piggie. if ya want to die, put 'em in the grave, better give me all them dimes. (mine!)
I didn't want to take his life, but the bitch tried to run and get away with me llello. x
Sawed-off pumpin', dumpin' steadily. all the way to the other side we ride.
sherm, when i hit that chrome and now, nigga s is 'bout to die.
thugsta theivin' off in cleveland, and i couldn't say love my city.
murder now to come up, move,
bone'll be bringin' that city, with me, pin me.
Bitch, this the team, by the way, don't **** with brains
put in my mind off onto my murder. murder y'all all 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 any good, now.
bang, bang. caution to loss in me brain, get 'em up The 'caine. bang!
Kill a bitch. Bang! Peel 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 take up me shells. i slip in the buck, and the gauge spray.
Sawed-off on the block, ****ed, ready to pop ya, now
'Cause broke gets played, this shit get paid, and bitch, come drop it down
Them callin' me mr. bill collector, needin' me money, know he's up tonight.
See nigga s can't stand us, so they label us scandalous.
And if them runnin' off with-a-me cash, that ass gonna have to pay the price.
Mother****er po-po, gotta hit 'em with the fo'-fo
Them callin' me mr. bill collector, needin' me money, know he's up tonight.
See nigga s can't stand us, so they label us scandalous.
And if them runnin' off with-a-me cash, that ass gonna have to pay the price.
Mother****er po-po, gotta hit 'em with the fo'-fo
Them callin' me mr. bill collector, needin' me money, know he's up tonight.
See nigga s can't stand us, so they label us scandalous.
And if them runnin' off with-a-me cash, that ass gonna have to pay the price.
Mother****er po-po, gotta hit 'em with the fo'-fo
Your rent's due, mother****er