| 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-a-me cash, that ass gonna have to pay the price. |
| Layzie &Bizzy |
| Nigga muthafucka 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 Leathaface 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. They telly. |
| 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 whether fiends in the clique |