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.