Kidd Kidd - n***as Be Scheming lyrics

[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 [Hook] [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 [Hook] [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' [Hook]