I Don't Wanna Talk About It Now

I don't wan' talk about it (50)

Man I don't wanna talk about it (nah)

Man I don't wan' talk about it (yeah)

And I don't wanna talk about it (wooo-oooh!)

I make millions quick and I don't wan' talk about it

Nah I don't wanna talk about it

I shoot a ***** kid and I don't wan' talk about it

Nah I don't wanna talk about it

I the baddest *****es, I don't wan' talk about it

Nah I don't wanna talk about it

I'm still flippin chickens, I don't wan' talk about it

Nah I don't wanna talk about it

Go 'head, ask me what I'm ridin in so I can say the Enzo

My ***** roll down the window so I could feel the wind blow

Got big enough for me to fiddle on my kinfolk

*****es with me cruisin, Moulin Rouge and

They and they strippin *****, I ain't even trippin *****

Me I handle business; God's my only witness

Watchin homicide, sayin "Who the did this?"

Me I run the street mayne, so I keep the heat mayne

Sews what you reap, when you with the elite mayne

I don't around boy; you better ask around boy

I hit you with the pound, leave yo' ass on the ground

For, you poppin that bull****, like I don't pull ****

Fully loaded clips and whips, get the grip, clip the bricks

***** we hittin licks, stickin ****, gettin rich

That's why my name ring bells all around this *****

Any hood you go through they know 50 Cent (wooo-oooh!)

I make millions quick and I don't wan' talk about it

Nah I don't wanna talk about it

I shoot a ***** kid and I don't wan' talk about it

Nah I don't wanna talk about it

I the baddest *****es, I don't wan' talk about it

Nah I don't wanna talk about it

I'm still flippin chickens, I don't wan' talk about it

Nah I don't wanna talk about it

Aiyyo, big money, my car got the big face (yeah!)

Forty-five, my belt got the big eights

*****z hate but I'm low seven star Caesar

For grimy *****z tryin to line me like {"{"}?} preacher

You *****z got the nerve, I'm at Johannesburg

With Mandela nephew blowin heavy herb

Then back to the projects, low from the task force

The **** spot's sellin more **** than Scott Storch

I'm tired of these *****s, lyin 'bout bricks

Got my can and my white, my tan like Mariah and Nick

Fly in the '60 U.F.O.

Unidentified flyin o**ect on twenty-fo's

More money more hoes, more money more clothes

Smoke that AK-48, not bull**** 'dro (yeah)

I rock big arenas, not bull**** shows

And my pants three thousand, these ain't bull**** clothes (OHH!)

I make millions quick and I don't wan' talk about it

Nah I don't wanna talk about it

I shoot a ***** kid and I don't wan' talk about it

Nah I don't wanna talk about it

I the baddest *****es, I don't wan' talk about it

Nah I don't wanna talk about it

I'm still flippin chickens, I don't wan' talk about it

Nah I don't wanna talk about it

B-A, N-K, S-5, 5-oh

Or 6-8, M-G, tinted with my eyes low

Homie I'm a Tahoe, fully loaded nine blow

You see out on hydro, Luciano blind hoe

Loiue V offended me, {"{"}?} in my Bentley C

And weekends are the chills, I'ma her 'til she empty

Empty on you if you front, 'til your passenger is stuck

Give your ass a brand new scar, in need of a brand new car

I ain't them I'm different baby, I talk, you listen baby

Listen and I'll show you, how money controls you

I'll put you in my old school, and let you pop the switch

Pocketful in every packet, that's why I'm poppin ****

I don't forgive I don't forget, what you said, where you flip

When you get hit, I hope that's it, pop-pop, all on your whip

I-I, be on that ****, I'm high, I'm on that piff

Bye-bye, you *****, you ain't hot, you ain't rich

You a snitch!

I make millions quick and I don't wan' talk about it

Nah I don't wanna talk about it

I shoot a ***** kid and I don't wan' talk about it

Nah I don't wanna talk about it

I **** the baddest *****es, I don't wan' talk about it

Nah I don't wanna talk about it

I'm still flippin chickens, I don't wan' talk about it

Nah I don't wanna talk about it

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