Ron Browz - Up Early Out My Casket lyrics

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Ron Browz - Up Early Out My Casket lyrics

[Verse 1: G-Macc] I'm up early up my casket Pull on the mask Waiting for your family I'm about to be heard I'll put your brains in the closet Side pocket the Mossberg Left out the scene and I got further 24 street and they call me Viktor like the underworld I'll hit you with the stick shift All through your neighborhood like Hold up Make me a Madesicc Molotov Get out of town Ill hop out the clothes hamper with a Glock 4 n***as in the back of my SS blacked out Impala We hitting n***as in fact I heard garden blocc n***as is talking About when they see me they are going To leave me zipped lock up bagged in a coffin I said sh** i'll run through your innocent children's room Snatch them out their bed Slice open their mouth and neck Knife up to your children's chest This is real life gangster So I came and caught you right at you neck I'm trying to get famous talking about your brains All over your bed and dresser Matter of fact little rip gut's the name About to clap at you I got the military contact Like the A-team Madesicc auditorious regime Turn off the mic [Verse 2: Brotha Lynch Hung] I don't understand this man This sh** is outlandish damn My nine really scared this man Then my nine really rammed his a** He probably loved it How your whole hood going to turn They used to love it Now the only time they think of you is murder I'm perved up Ready to murder So pull your serve up I don't give a f** about this sh** n***a this is crip f** around with me and G-Macc Get hit with a biscuit Sick Sicker than Sick b**h n***a that's the business Shoot him like it's physical fitness Then I pa**ed it Leave his f**ing body in acid they won't find it Then I walk up on the crime scene right behind it Even ask the Po Po what happened Somebody capped him? Fourth Sacramento captain This is the lieutenant We don't talk about who did it Just do it Nike's on all blue fit Somebody's sleeping on me Somebody's speaking on me n***as is tweaking homie I spit that sh** that make blood Come out your speakers homie I get the beefing homie I got contacts who take contracts Hella people know me It's like

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