[Hook: 50 Cent (Kidd Kidd)]
n***as be schemin', fiendin'
To cut your jooks, take off the hook
I come through there, look how they look
I'm ridin' leanin', they dreamin'
They do me dirty if they could
I'm lookin' like I wish you would (Try me, go 'head, try me)
n***as be schemin', dreamin' (Try me have you hooked to I-V)
n***as be schemin', dreamin'
[Verse 1: Kidd Kidd]
Mad n***as wan' do me dirty, I'm fresh out the tub
You move like a snail you deserve to catch a slug
Man I wake up huggin' my b**h
One with that extended clip, not the one that I'm with
If you all made man, then you know sh** real
They got change on Lil Mike, I ain't trynna see him k**ed
I told 'em that's my cuz, I don't wanna see nothin' happen to him
Cause when I start spittin' at 'em, I ain't rappin to 'em
Now I'm jumpin' in that water like a diver
Six shot survivors, school of hard knock scholars
These n***as ain't riders, they hiders, they cowards
I feel like 50, hold power of a dollar
I told my n***a give me one of them bullet-proof trucks
I want you dumb enough to try and shoot it up
I'm lookin' at the n***a lettin' off
Wait until you finish the clip, laugh then pulled off
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[Verse 2: 50 Cent]
It sounds like a nightmare, I graduated from fightin'
Play the projects faster than the 32 man indictment
See my baby blue Ferrari make 'em feel like the virus
In they stomach, I keep it one hundred, I make 'em vomit
I got a code name for straps, sacks in the trumpet
I get to blowin', the ears will ring for days when I dump it
My bullet wounds call 'em beauty marks
And my ho we don't talk to narcs
So the first 48 the clock tickin', the plot thickens
The charge, c**aine possession, I'm creepin' with a firearm
The D's don't even wanna see me, with a firearm
Before I go back again, I'mma let it off
They ain't got to pop first, f** that I'mma set it off
I need a mental eval, somethin' wrong with my brainwaves
I'm rich as a motherf**er still ridin' with a AK
Picture me comin' through lettin' a n***a play me
When I got all this bread, b**h it's off with ya head, ASAP
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[Verse 3: Kidd Kidd]
I had to be slippin' to let this clown hit me up
Now I gotta walk around with this sh** bag for months
Now I don't give a f** 'bout a b**h or a n***a
Startin' to treat my own brothers like they just another n***a
My clique got smaller and my clips got bigger
Condom on my heart, motherf** your feelings
They call me Superman see I ain't supposed to walk
Better watch how you talk or get popped like a cork, off
[Verse 4: 50 Cent]
See they ain't real as they seem and they schemin'
They fiendin' and dreamin', they geekin' and creepin'
They hear tires screechin', infrared beamin'
n***as head leakin', what the f** was he thinkin'?
Sounds of police, momma signin' new leases
You know you got to relocate her when you beefin'
I guess you're here for a real reason
Rah got hit like you got hit, but he ain't f**in' breathin'
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