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Текст песни Bone Thugs N Harmony - Mr. Bill Collector

Bone Thugs N Harmony - Mr. Bill Collector слова песни


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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