mr. bill collector
Singer:bone thugs-n-harmony
them callin' me mr. bill collector
and if them runnin' off with me cash
that ass gonna have to pay the price
don't be fuckin' with my money
see when krayzie pull the pump
then i kill 'em all. pump slugs
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
never ever let a nigga ride when he think he fin to slide
nigga tried to play me and dash
and that's why me thugs should put slugs in that ass
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
niggas comin' up slain for collectin' they claim
when you see the bill collector
rippin' killin' niggas for that mad money thang
niggas steady payin' them dues
little thug from the c-town
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
thuggin' with my niggas from the clair
and we smokin' them green leaves
straight leatherface 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
and they life is better off
and these niggas they don't know me they can't know me
but ya fuckin' with the muthafuckin' bone see
nigga gotta get me mine on the nine-nine
when you hear my pistol select ah dome
respect that true how's the underground shit
nigga take it off thank ya
please don't make me stank ya
write your checks up all night
bill collectors better respect 'em
pumpin' slugs all up in that rectum check 'em
fall to the ground when the glock pop
or ya catchin' two to the head
shoulda gave 'em up bitch
to the mo thug lunatic quick to pop
gotta pull that nine on the niggas everytime
sellin' rocks on the nine-nine
gotta put him on the pave
better give me all them dimes. ]
i didn't want to take his life
but the nigga tried to run and get away with me llello
steadily all the way to the other side we ride
when i hit that corner now
thugsta theivin' off in cleveland
and i couldn't sell out my ci-ty
bone'll be bringin' that city
put in my mind all off on my murder
and i flees the scene. clean
and i'm out to fade 'em. hey
caution i lossin' me brain
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