What is the grimiest shyt 50 ever said?
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Krazy
Rifle weh taller dan palm tree
"You heard the rumour last year nikka got bagged
You heard the rumour this year 50 got stabbed
Whats the rumour next year huh?
50 was real mad tore that nikka Ja head with the 4-4 mac?
...I aint gon tell nikkas you p*ssy Irv, I aint gon tell nikkas...extortiong your click"
"nikkas running round acting like they cut me up
Well 4 stitches aint gonna shut me up
My baby mama would wile out and stab me worse than that"
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nikkas get hugged up in the huddle, I know how to clear 'em out
Four fifth, four shots, that'll fukkin' air 'em out"
You heard the rumour this year 50 got stabbed
Whats the rumour next year huh?
50 was real mad tore that nikka Ja head with the 4-4 mac?
...I aint gon tell nikkas you p*ssy Irv, I aint gon tell nikkas...extortiong your click"
"nikkas running round acting like they cut me up
Well 4 stitches aint gonna shut me up
My baby mama would wile out and stab me worse than that"
"
nikkas get hugged up in the huddle, I know how to clear 'em out
Four fifth, four shots, that'll fukkin' air 'em out"
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Man isn't 50 fukking grimey, he got my spot shot up
I think he tryna line me cause I won't take his product
nikka fukk with me or push up daisies
Straight crazy, that's how the south side made me
Sabrina's baby, I'm a army brat for real
nikkas tell me chill, now how THE fukk I'm supposed chill
When the voices in my head, telling me kill, kill, kill
I cock it, aim it and squeeze the steel, steel, steel
I think he tryna line me cause I won't take his product
nikka fukk with me or push up daisies
Straight crazy, that's how the south side made me
Sabrina's baby, I'm a army brat for real
nikkas tell me chill, now how THE fukk I'm supposed chill
When the voices in my head, telling me kill, kill, kill
I cock it, aim it and squeeze the steel, steel, steel
Hiesenberg
Pro
Trajan
Veteran
I better leave with more hoes than I came here with
I can't be responsible for what I say or I do when I talk intoxicated
Shorty say I told her I love her
I put her out the next morning saying bytch I must have been faded
I can't be responsible for what I say or I do when I talk intoxicated
Shorty say I told her I love her
I put her out the next morning saying bytch I must have been faded
Krazy
Rifle weh taller dan palm tree
"Puff you ran up on steve why you aint run up on Suge?"
"Cheeks why you aint show up to Tah wake I thought he was your man?"
"Why you been juxed in your own hood?
Why nigggas that robbed you walk around like its all good? "
"Why you ran to Preme to get your shyt back?
Why you aint approach me cuz you know I'll push your shyt back"
"Nas said he half-man, half-amazing..
You half-X, you half-Pac, that ain't hot"
"Cheeks why you aint show up to Tah wake I thought he was your man?"
"Why you been juxed in your own hood?
Why nigggas that robbed you walk around like its all good? "
"Why you ran to Preme to get your shyt back?
Why you aint approach me cuz you know I'll push your shyt back"
"Nas said he half-man, half-amazing..
You half-X, you half-Pac, that ain't hot"
Dont think you safe cause you moved out the hood
cause momma still around dog and that aint good
if you was smart youd be shook of me
cause id get tired of lookin for you
spray ya momma crib and let ya ass look for me
cause momma still around dog and that aint good
if you was smart youd be shook of me
cause id get tired of lookin for you
spray ya momma crib and let ya ass look for me
"ill take you to the candy shop" 
Trajan
Veteran
You see me in ya projects, 187's in progress
Hard nikkas finna soften up when that lead touch 'em
You cut 'em once he keep fighting, fukk it just keep cutting 'em
It's real killa instinct, kill or be killed
Trust me, you don't wanna feel how hollow tips feel
fukk around and get your cap peeled, nikka you know the drill
Brownsville, flat bush, Crown Heights, Brooklyn Zoo
Feed the wolves, they eat the food and the hand that feed 'em too
Search, find a nikka, run up behind a nikka
Shoot car windows out to flatline a nikka
Gun pop, heart stop, homie this is heavy
You on your way to meet your maker, nikka are you ready
50 used to be so
What makes it worse is that he's dead serious. You know he bout it.
Hard nikkas finna soften up when that lead touch 'em
You cut 'em once he keep fighting, fukk it just keep cutting 'em
It's real killa instinct, kill or be killed
Trust me, you don't wanna feel how hollow tips feel
fukk around and get your cap peeled, nikka you know the drill
Brownsville, flat bush, Crown Heights, Brooklyn Zoo
Feed the wolves, they eat the food and the hand that feed 'em too
Search, find a nikka, run up behind a nikka
Shoot car windows out to flatline a nikka
Gun pop, heart stop, homie this is heavy
You on your way to meet your maker, nikka are you ready
50 used to be so
What makes it worse is that he's dead serious. You know he bout it.
Nikka burned down his baby mom's and no charges were filed. Everybody know he did
That house party off the hook, until the shots go off
Well thats what you get for stuntin' on my block show off
"ill take you to the candy shop"
Also one of the grimmiest
"nikkas think Jimmy Iovine's my boss. nikka, fukk Jimmy Iovine, nikka! I'm from 134th street, nikka! I ain't got no motherfukkin' boss"
He didnt give ONE fukkWhile jay is out there sucking Barneys dikkkk
its a Dream its a Dream its all a Dream, I get the coke, get the pistols and build a team. Im a be better than cat, better than preme.Then some random bullshyt about Irv Gotti
realstruck
Pro
50 the gawd delivered that aggressive street content like no other
Body On It
My nine got an extended clip on it
My tech got all kind of shyt on it
Inf beam hollow tips rubber grip on it
Night vision through the sight when I grip on it
My nine got an extended clip on it
My tech got all kind of shyt on it
My pound got a body on it body on it
My man put a body on it body on it
[Outro: 50 talking]
I want you to eat a dikk
Don't suck a dikk, eat a dikk
Chew it. haha
You Took My Heart
Sunday morning, preacher in the pulpit
Kissed my nanna, I can't listen to this bullshyt
It's all good til they ask me for an offering
All we got is pain, so that's all I can offer him
My mama cold, she put me in this cold world
Left me, what I got to protect me?
Oh, I got a 9, yeah I got a 9!
And all this ambition, bytch I'm on the grind
......You took my heart from me (Son, I don't give a fukk son we can back right now)
I'll never be the same (nikkas gonna try and front on me and be right there?)
Now killing won't be hard for me (Nah, nah, I'm putting them nikkas on house arrest)
Cause I can't feel a thing
[Outro: 50 talking]
I'mma go and I'mma go back, fukk that
I'mma stay on them nikkas 'til they can feel me breathing on them
You, you look at these fake ass nikkas
They think cause they saying some fake shyt in music, that the shyt I be saying ain't real
All you gotta do is ask nikkas, they tell you about me
They dont say Fifty though they say Boo Boo
Uh uh
Find out
Find out if I let it go
Curtis 187
I gave Just a buck-fifty, ask him if I cut nikkas
Shootouts in Redfern ask them if I bucked nikkas
Ski Mask Way
You wanna spray at me go ahead; the last nikka that tried
Got hit, keeled over, and bled 'til he died
Body On It
My nine got an extended clip on it
My tech got all kind of shyt on it
Inf beam hollow tips rubber grip on it
Night vision through the sight when I grip on it
My nine got an extended clip on it
My tech got all kind of shyt on it
My pound got a body on it body on it
My man put a body on it body on it
[Outro: 50 talking]
I want you to eat a dikk
Don't suck a dikk, eat a dikk
Chew it. haha
You Took My Heart
Sunday morning, preacher in the pulpit
Kissed my nanna, I can't listen to this bullshyt
It's all good til they ask me for an offering
All we got is pain, so that's all I can offer him
My mama cold, she put me in this cold world
Left me, what I got to protect me?
Oh, I got a 9, yeah I got a 9!
And all this ambition, bytch I'm on the grind
......You took my heart from me (Son, I don't give a fukk son we can back right now)
I'll never be the same (nikkas gonna try and front on me and be right there?)
Now killing won't be hard for me (Nah, nah, I'm putting them nikkas on house arrest)
Cause I can't feel a thing
[Outro: 50 talking]
I'mma go and I'mma go back, fukk that
I'mma stay on them nikkas 'til they can feel me breathing on them
You, you look at these fake ass nikkas
They think cause they saying some fake shyt in music, that the shyt I be saying ain't real
All you gotta do is ask nikkas, they tell you about me
They dont say Fifty though they say Boo Boo
Uh uh
Find out
Find out if I let it go
Curtis 187
I gave Just a buck-fifty, ask him if I cut nikkas
Shootouts in Redfern ask them if I bucked nikkas
Ski Mask Way
You wanna spray at me go ahead; the last nikka that tried
Got hit, keeled over, and bled 'til he died