A-Game - 211=187 lyrics

[A-Game - 211=187 lyrics]

Lil Sneak: Bruh rhino: yeah?
Lil Sneak: You know that nigga A-Game
Moved out of his parents' house, right?
Rhino: yeah, I heard about it!
Lil Sneak: yeah bruh, he staying in Tampa now
Rhino: Oh, really?
Lil Sneak: So no one's there
Around noon or one o'clock rhino: Oh shit
Lil Sneak: I say we hit a lick on his crib
You seen what that nigga had there?!
Rhino: yeah bruh!
Lil Sneak: That nigga won't even
Know what hit 'em! Rhino: (laughs)
Lil Sneak: He thinks we
His 'friends' or something! Rhino: (laughs)
Lil Sneak: You down?
Rhino: Shit, you already know
Lil Sneak: Alright, let's get it

I had some homies I would chill with
And on some real shit
They treated me like friends
But they fucked me over real quick
Before I moved out of my mom and dad's
We would chill and spit
Some rhymes and made some tracks
Let's just say that 'We Be Killin It' (yeah)
I knew about 'em
Honestly knew they were hittin' licks
Taking any valuables to turn around
And flip the shit (yeah)
They was making mad money, talking Benjamins
I viewed them all as friends
They viewed me as one of their victims
It's apparent, cause as soon as I had moved
Out of my parents' house
They ran up in it, ransacked all their shit
And fucking cleared 'em out
Smashed the bathroom window
Now our dog Harley is tripping out
They made friends with him though
So they opened the door to let 'em out
What hurts the most is that they
Did this to my family i felt responsible
That really fucking damaged me
They trashed the place
We experienced calamity
Now I'm blinded by rage
And revenge is what I'm planning see

211=187, you will never rob again
Bitch you should have thought
It through before
You went and robbed a friend
Now I'm off my fucking rocker
And I'm wanting my revenge
There's no second chances here
So say goodbye, you piece of shit
211=187 2-2-211=187
2-2-2-2-211=187 you will never rob again
There's no second chances here
So say goodbye you piece of shit

Late at night I'm running up in
Lil Shade and Lil Sneak's crib
My adrenaline's pumping because I see them
I beat them until they're
Unconscious and barely breathing
And bind them to a chair
And this is where the fun begins
I wake 'em up
And slit the throat of Lil Shade
Cut the eyelids off of Lil Sneak
So he don't miss a thing
He watched his brother die
But he won't die the same
I got something more in store to
Make this pussy feel my pain
Slice 'em up from head to toe
And put some salt inside his veins
Then I take this ball-peen hammer
And smash open his face he's fading out
But, I hung 'em up like he's a pig
Watched the blood drip as I
Close-fisted beat this bitch
Ha! And you know that it "Don't Bother Me"
I'll tell their parents honestly that
I just killed their kids (fuck it)
It's probably cause I don't give a shit
They're the first 2 names that
I'm scratching off my list

211=187, you will never rob again
Bitch you should have thought
It through before
You went and robbed a friend
Now I'm off my fucking rocker
And I'm wanting my revenge
There's no second chances here
So say goodbye, you piece of shit
211=187 2-2-211=187
2-2-2-2-211=187 you will never rob again
There's no second chances here
So say goodbye you piece of shit

His name is Rhino
But, I'd rather call him "Little Bitch"
Ran up in his crib and
Pistol-whipped the little pussy snitch
With the 45th he stole out of my dad's office
I'm bout to have some fun before
I make 'em meet his coffin i've lost it
Amped up like I'm jumping in a mosh pit
The cause of
Death is from the Glock when I pop it
You went snitching out your buddies just
To save a little face
Now I'm painting up your place with
Scattered fragments of your brains
I got 2 more names on my list I gotta scratch
I'm a start out with the fag who
Has the "Think Before You Act" tat
Mustard gas in his home, a mask on my face
Suffocate the hypocrite and watch 'em
Gasp to be saved next is the fake blood
Who smokes crack everyday
I'll leave his face looking like his
Momma's pussy - blown away
Now I'm seeing clearer I'm at
Ease with all this rage
Guess they should have known better
Than to double-cross A-Game

211=187, you will never rob again
Bitch you should have thought
It through before
You went and robbed a friend
Now I'm off my fucking rocker
And I'm wanting my revenge
There's no second chances here
So say goodbye, you piece of shit
211=187 2-2-211=187
2-2-2-2-211=187 you will never rob again
There's no second chances here
So say goodbye you piece of shit

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