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Lletres: The Biggie Sound. U'll Swallow Caps.

[verse 1]
Damn, I say you'll swallow
Now its time to go
Grab a paper and write these rhymes
Fracturin' his chops and back to blocks
I told him, when my niggas come
I'll do my flyin' caps (yea!)
Restin' on my jet, I don't think I cut you
'Cause you in recent days has respected my crew
I'm trainin' my boyz to be like butchers
Cuttin' his throat, smashin' you motherfuckers (ha-ha)
With gloves and boots, 'cause my niggas ain't suckers
This compilation leaves his crazy guys
This's a cry? I hear a pop and caps to sky (huh!)

[chorus][3X]
U'll swallow caps
Close his ears when you hear the pops
When my ammunition fly
And you'll witness the deaths (ha-ha)

[verse 2]
I know nigga! You wanted to be like Prince James
You wanted to be like me or like the J. Glock
To rotate the gun-barrel and steppin' with pride on the block
We are the real killaz (down!)
We pulled the triggers
Earn money and destroyed their niggas
I don't want to know who fucked with L.K. (yea)
Gonna get shootin' and bodies will crash
Those Chinese who hate you paid me with cash
I come with a Sterling in a Rolls
And do you ever expect to see me the next blows
Yeah!


[chorus][3X]
U'll swallow caps
Close his ears when you hear the pops
When my ammunition fly
And you'll witness the deaths (ha-ha)

[verse 3]
Those white boys that you paid it by my head
To see the tiles stained red
So guy get the money back
Yeah! I'm still usin' that cap (yea!)
When increasin' the sound, I still shake my head in Maybech
I'm like Lebron and Wade
Miami bitches want to kiss me all day
I'm like P.J.
His niggas want to hit me wit' an AK (yea!)
Force me to do horrible things
Stretchin' bodies, fuck your games
My new girl has the Jennifer Freeman face
She got money, she know move the ass and got grace
This's the Biggie! (ha-ha)

[chorus][3X]
U'll swallow caps
Close his ears when you hear the pops
When my ammunition fly
And you'll witness the deaths (ha-ha)

[* gun firin' *]