Mr. Bill Collector

(album: E. 1999 Eternal - 1995)

[Hook: Krayzie (Layzie)]

Them calling me Mr. Bill Collector,
Needing me money, no ease up tonight,
(See niggas can't stand us, so they label us scandalous)
And if them running off with me cash,
That ass gonna have to pay the price,
(Meet a muthafucking po-po; gotta hit 'em with the fo'-fo')

[Verse 1: Krayzie Bone]

Don't be fucking 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?
Putting 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,
Pop 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, then tell he
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,
Gimme all my change, it's a murder thang, now
Even in the dummy game,
niggas coming up slain for collecting 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,
Ripping killing niggas for that mad money thang

[Verse 2: Layzie Bone]

Niggas steady paying them dues, running with trues,
Nothing to lose, everything to prove,
Little thug from the C-Town, never caught sleeping,
Always on the come up creeping,
Running this shit now putting that Bone down,
Gotta let a nigga know for the love of cheese,
Moving thangs in the nine-five, rolling with
Ruthless, thugging with my niggas from the Clair,
And we smoking them green leaves, fuck with me now,
Oh nigga don't test rest, straight Leatherface in the place
On a mission don't be messing with my bankroll,
Niggas wanna gank on Bone, so I stack them prank hoes,
And I'm betting on me taking 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 fucking with the muthafucking Bone see,
Nigga gotta get me mine on the nine-nine,
In the nine-five, bodies dropping
When you hear my pistol select ah dome,
Respect that True how's the underground shit,
Mr. Bill Collector, Bone

[Hook]

[Verse 3:Wish Bone]

Nigga take it off thank ya,
Please don't make me stank ya,
Time to pay the bill, write your checks up all night,
Catch a slug or chill, bill collectors better respect 'em
Mo Thug, selling dubs, pumping slugs all up in that rectum check 'em,
Click-click, fall to the ground when the glock pop,
nigga chest pump blood,
And taking too long, better drop it on down,
or ya catching two to the head,
Shoulda gave 'em up bitch,
To the Mo Thug lunatic quick to pop, now you dead dead,
Gotta pull that nine on the niggas everytime,
Selling 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.

[Bridge: Krayzie (Layzie)]

I didn't want to take his life,
But the nigga tried to run and get away with me llello,
(Now you see me, the murderer.)
[4x]

[Verse 4: Bizzy Bone]
Sawed-off pumping, dumping
Steadily all the way to the other side we ride,
Sherm, when I hit that corner now, niggas is 'bout to die,
Thugsta theiving off in Cleveland,
And I couldn't sell out my ci-ty,
Murder now to come up, move,
Bone'll be bringing that city, wit 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 do any good, now.
Bang bang, caution I lossing me brain,
Get 'em up off the 'cane, bang,
Kill a nigga, bang,
Peel a trigger, bang,
Coming up out to wet 'em, man.
Off with the blood,
Put 'em in the mud with a slug thug gotta get paid,
Reaching on back as we bail to pick up me shells,
No slipping 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

[Hook 3x]

Your rent's due, muthafucka!