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Mr. Bill Collector

アーティスト:Bone Thugs-N-Harmony  アルバム:E. 1999 Eternal  作詞:COWAN TONY/HENDERSON ANTHONY/HOWSE STEVEN/MC CANE BRYON  作曲:COWAN TONY/HENDERSON ANTHONY/HOWSE STEVEN/MC CANE BRYON 

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Krayzie & Wish Them callin' me Mr. Bill Collector, needin' me money, know he's up tonight. Layzie & Bizzy See niggas can't stand us, so they label us scandalous. Krayzie & Wish And if them runnin' off with-a-me cash, that ass gonna have to pay the price. Layzie & Bizzy Nigga muthafucka po-po, gotta hit 'em with the Fo'-Fo' Krayzie 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 Leathaface 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, pump him in the spine. Get him for the money. Nigga tried to play me and dash, and that's why me thugs should put slugs in that ass. They telly. And me never want to see no, oh jealous muthafucka tried to keep a nigga's ends low. If he scared to smoke a primo, gotta go whether fiends in the clique—that's 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, Leathaface, me pick up me gauge, grab the mask, and, nigga, me blast, so ya better re spect us, when you see the bill collector rippin', killin' niggas for that mad money thang. Layzie 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 '95. 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, Strate, Leathaface in the place on a mission. Don't be messin' with my bankroll. Niggas wanna gank on Bone, so I stack 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 '95, bodies droppin'. When you hear my pistol select ya dome, respect that true house or underground shit, Mr. Bill Collector--Bone. Krayzie & Wish Them callin' me Mr. Bill Collector, needin' me money, know he's up tonight. Layzie & Bizzy See niggas can't stand us, so they label us scandalous.


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