| Now you’re in trouble
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| Here comes the bill collecta
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| Now-now you’re in trouble
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| Here comes the bill collecta
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| When I hang up my phone ya already know
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| it’s about to go down if you ain’t got my paper
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| When I hang up my phone ya already know
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| it’s about to go down if you ain’t got my paper
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| Man… You knew that you had those warrants
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| You kept ignoring those warnings
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| You said that it was annoying
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| Like makin them payments wasn’t important
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| Yo’TV in the pawn but you tell people it’s in the storage
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| and When the police pull you over you be givin’an oscar performance
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| A ticket you can’t afford it With Expired plates on your taurus
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| Your baby momma stay trippin cause none of them kids is supported
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| You messed up every appointment
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| Thats why you ain’t got employment
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| With spiderwebs in your wallet your pockets look like they haunted
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| You always wanted to be famous, well you gonna get what you wanted
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| America’s Most Wanted, they 'bout to see ya up on it You normally move like a tortuise, but you get in your car and your floor it but you can’t even escape cause the repo man got you cornered
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| Better pick up your phone, better pick up your phone
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| Seems like every time I call you I just get a dial tone
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| Better pick up your phone, better pick up your phone
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| Seems like every time I call you I just get a dial tone
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| Betta check the check the checker you checking. |
| you ain’t gotta profit
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| and you try to hide until the repo man come and shake up dem pockets
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| I’m talkin to you cause your rent is due and you ain’t tryna drop it Til the lights turned off in your crib like lamps that ain’t got no sockets
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| They comin’to get what you got and you tryin to say you ain’t got it you ain’t paid a payment, a part of it, half a peice or deposit
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| So I suggest that its best that you use some reason or logic
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| Or the bill collect is comin’to come and see ya about it got it?
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| Yall just betta have my dough because
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| I’m comin around the corner hundred miles and gunnin
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| Finna ride by dumpin'
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| If anybody owe me somethin', then I strongly suggest you run it Yall better respect the bill collecta
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| or you’ll get chin checked like the rest of 'em
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| never did joke when it come to the decimal
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| when it come to gettin dough I’m a professional (fresh ya know)
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| in it to win it i get to bombin in a minute
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| any and every thing over three digits
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| these suckas they really think krayzie be slippin'
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| but I’m here to tell em I den already bent em Money is a mission gotta have that dolla bill yall
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| fell its really enough to kill yall
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| I might fall but I get right back up and still ball
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| stil raw
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| still get down with the buck bang
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| So give me all my change
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| bust brains, cause I gotta maintain
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| got just enough game to get me paid
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| just enough aim to leave you laid
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| out on the pavement
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| down on the game
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| believe me you’ll pay cause I got three hundred and fifty seven reasons |