[Chorus]. [50 Cent]. I'll teach you how to stunt. My wrists stay rocked up. My TV's pop up in a Mercedez benz. I'll teach you how to stunt. Nigga you can't see me. My bently GT got smoke gray rims. I'll teach you how to stunt. My neck stay blinging my rims stay gleaming I'm shining man. I'll teach you how to stunt. I see you scheming nigga keep on dreaming I hurt ya mans. I'll teach you how to stunt. [50 Cent]. Seven series BM Six series benz. Twenty-four inches Giovanni rims. All on one wheel when I'm on one of them. Ma that boy out there actin a fool that's him. They say I've changed man I'm getting paper I'm flashy. They like me better when I'm fucked up and ashy. My royalty check's the rebirth of Liberace. Stunt so hard everybody got to watch me. And I don't really care if it's platinum or white gold. As long as the VS bling look at that light show. In the hood they say Fifty man your sneaker look white yo. Just can't believe Reebok did a deal with a psycho. Banks is a sure thing yall niggaz might blow. I'm fittin to drop that so I suggest you lay low. Buc he from Cashville Tenneckee nigga. Getting them ten of keys save ten for me nigga. [Chorus]. [Lloyd Banks]. I'm sensing a lot of tension now that I'm rappin. But the kids used to look up to you what happened?. Me on the corner ?? hand covered with platinum. Different color coupes but I'm in love with the black one. On point cuz you get R.I.P.'s when slacking. So the stashbox big enough to squeeze the mack in. Yeah I'm fairly new but I demand some respect. Cuz I already wear your advance on my neck. I'm fresh off the jet then I breeze to the beaches. Blue yankee fitted G-Unit sneakers. I already figured out what to do with all my features. Decorate the basement full of street sweepers. When it comes to stuntin' theres nothing you can teach us. We're in a different time zone your records don't reach us. Naww I ain't here to save the world just roll up a blunt. Come with me out front I'LL TEACH YOU HOW TO STUNT. [Chorus]. [Young Buc]. Chain so icy you don't have to like me. In a throwback jersey with the throwback nikes. I know you probably seen me with Cash Money from back in the. days. The only thing changed is the numbers on the range. I bought me an old school and blew out the brains. The Roc the Mic tour I threw off my chain. My sprewell's spinning man I'm doing my thing. And whodi now in trouble now that you in the game. Come on now we all know gold is getting old. The ice in my teeth keep the crystal cold. G-Unit homie actin' like yall don't know. Look I can't even walk through the mall no more. I just pull up get out and get all the hoes. They never seen doors lift up on a car before. Don't be mad at me dog that's all I know. That's how to show these fougaisies how it's supposed to go. [Chorus]