50 Cent's best jewels/lines

[iliketurtles]

Your daddy fukked your mama then fukked your sister
Then climbed in your bed playin with your shytter
Go 'head, take your belt off and hang yourself
Matter a fact, grab your strap and bang yourself

Fif got game with those bars

 

[lightbearerchef]

Yall forever posting this stupidass illogical line.

Makes alotta sense 2 us

 

[A.Boyd]

"In the bible it says, what goes around comes around. Hamo shot me, three weeks later he got shot down. Now its clear that I'm here for a real reason, cause he got hit like I got hit but he aint fukking breathing."

"These p*ssy nikkas go and put money on my head. Go and get your refund mother fukker I aint dead."

Bruh, I'm new here, and when I saw the thread title, I thought of the Hamo line, and immediately thought, "it won't make it past the first page".

 

[dubsmith_nz]

"They say you shouldn't throw stones if you live in a glass house/ and if you got a glass jaw, you should watch your mouth/ cos I'll break your face"

So cold

 

[WSFGDan]

"You could tell a lot about a nikka, by his bytch."



It's nothing to it, cock it, bang it and get rid of that
Hit his fitted cap, he won't get a chance to Twitter that
I make the Ruger sing a song, bullets hum to you
You better have God with you when I come to you
I'm a grimy nikka, I said some simple shyt
You's a dirty nikka with syphilis on your dikk
I catch you I'mma wash you up, line you, spit-shine you
Leave you right there in the street where nikkas can find you
Die, nikka, die, fly, pelican, fly
When I pull it eat a bullet, don't question me why
That's the laws of the jungle, I'll show you what the gun do
My bad, what the shell do, you rot until they smell you

 

[raoulduke187]

 

[DATMAN$]

ANYTHING the godfather EVER SAID HE IS WALKING BREATHING JEWLERY STORE

 

[iseetrolledpeople]

The whole Angel of War LP is full with jewels. 50 just went crazy on it

 

[AJtheOne]

These days can't believe what you hear on the street
That nikka said he owns the team, he only on the seat
That's fool's gold we sold you, you fools, I watch you buy it
What's this here some kind of new hustle, I might try it

 

[JahFocus CS]

You can be a ridah and ride, or a coward and hide
Either way you go against me, you still gon die
I got four macs, a few nines, I'm ready for beef
You wanna talk, it ain't about money, then let it be brief
I need a drop for when it's a hot, a Hummer for when it's cold
An ill attorney's in my corner when these fake nikkas fold
The shyt I kick fukk with nikkas mentally, makes them wanna mention me
And see me doing a quarter century in the penitentiary
Nastradamus predicted 50's the future, that's a fact money
I run up on your workers with the mac, like where that pack money
I'm a tell ya'll what Papi told me
I got what you need, 19,5 a key
I stay catching a stunt, frontin' in somethin' mean
And I'll clap any nikka for the right amount of cream
Run up on them all with the same problem solver
Beat up ass, tape on the handle, trey eight revolver. What!

 

[The War Report]

POTD his best album imo.

Best version of 50 cent.

Rap nikkas, they actin' like they ready to flip
When I let off a clip, it ain't a part of the script
Its like tradition, rap nikkas, dyin' they whips
So I spent a little chips, to bulletproof my shyt
You a 6 coupe nikka, but you years behind
nikka yours a 92, mine's a 99
Your not in my league, the ghetto taught me tools to succeed
Shall I proceed, or write it down so you can read
If you've been listening, I know you like loving what I said
If not you dumb fukk, I just run over your head
50 is so grimey.

My wifey kept acting up, so I had to leave her
It hurted when I left, but I knew I didn't need her
If it wasn't for my seed, I wouldn't even hafta see her
She tried to front like she don't need me, she miss me, believe
me
It's that soap opera shyt, the bytch watch too much TV

 

[Urbanmiracle]

The club around my way stay getting hit
All they do is clean up the blood change the name
And re open the shyt

What I look like chasing a bytch?
Chasing money dummy
They come with the shyt

It's war to the bitter end
If they say I lost I start up the shyt again


Might be messing up the bars but I'm a fan of 50

 

[Sane]

Yayo bring the condoms, I'm in room 203

I was just waiting for someone to say this

 

[Ohene]

"If you were smart youd be shook of me, cause i'll get tired or looking for you spray your mama crib and let your ass look for me"

 

[Krazy]

"If you were smart youd be shook of me, cause i'll get tired or looking for you spray your mama crib and let your ass look for me"

Jimmy Henchman sure took that advice