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Текст песни Bone Thugs N Harmony - Mr. Bill Collector

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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 me cash, that ass gonna have to pay the price. Layzie/Bizzy: Meet a muthafuckin` 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 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, 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. (...?...) 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 with my fiends and my 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. 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 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, Strate, 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, 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 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. Krayzie/Wish: And if them runnin` off with me cash, that ass gonna have to pay the price. Layzie/Bizzy: Meet a muthafuckin` po-po; gotta hit `em with the fo`-fo` Wish: Nigga, take it off. Thank you. Please don`t make me stack ya. Time to pay the bill, write your checks up all night, catch a slug or chill, bill collectors, better respect them Mo Thug sellin` drugs, pumpin` slugs all up in that rectum, check `em. Click-click, fall to the ground. When the glock pop, nigga`s 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`re 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. Krayzie: I didn`t want to take his life, but the nigga tried to run and get away with me llello. Layzie: I see me, the murderer. Bizzy: Sawed-off pumpin`, dumpin` steadily. All the way to the other side we ride. Sherm, when I hit that chrome and now, niggas is `bout to die. Thugsta theivin` off in Cleveland, and I couldn`t sell out my city. Murder now to come up, move, Bone`ll be bringin` that city, with 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 any good, now. Bang, bang. Caution to loss in me brain, get `em up off the `cane. Bang. Kill a nigga. 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 to pick up me shells. I slip in 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. [Laughs.] 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 me cash, that ass gonna have to pay the price. Layzie/Bizzy: Meet a muthafuckin` po-po; gotta hit `em with the fo`-fo` Bill Collector: Your rent`s due, muthafucka!

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