(Chorus). I make millions quick and I don't. wanna talk about it. I shoot a nigga kid and I don't. wamma talk about it. I fuck the baddest bitches I don't. wanna talk about it. I'm still flippin chickens I don't. wanna talk about it. (50). Go head and ask me what i'm riddin in. so I can say the Enzo my bitch roll down. the window so I can feel the wind blow. Gotta be big enough to fit all my kin folk. Bitches with me cruzin Moulin Rougin'. They fuckin and they strippin nigga I ain't. even trippin nigga. Me I handle business God's my only witness. Watchin homicide sayin who the fuck did dis. Me I run the street mane so I keep the heat mane. Your soul is what you reap when you fuck with the. elite mane. I don't fuck around boy you better ask around boy. I'll hit you with the pound leave your ass on the. ground for you poppin that bullshit like I don't. pull shit. Fully-Loaded clips and whips get the grip flip the. bricks. Nigga we hittin licks stickin shit gettin rich. That's why my name ring bells all round this bitch. Any hood you go through they know 50 Cent. (Chorus)