[Sound of a cellphone ringing and a clock ticking, a cold breeze passes through]

[Chorus: Yukmouth]
You can't teach me how to stunt!
(Yo wrist ain't rocked up, yo shit don't pop up, that ain't yo Benz)
You can't teach me how to stunt!
(That ain't yo jury, that ain't yo Bentley, that's 50's shit)
You can't teach me how to stunt!
(You snitch on BG'z with NYPD in a police van)
You can't teach me how to stunt!
(You keep on snitchin', you'll end up missing, we'll smoke you man)
You can't teach me how to stunt!

[Verse 1: Domination]
These niggas frontin' like they so hood
Fuckin' pussies from the East to the West, your stripes is no good
You frontin' tellin' lies, you said that you stuntin' though
Runnin' round town with the TEC, lives so-and-so
Passing change around like a hot potato
Pop guns? Nigga, you wouldn't pop a tomato
How come them niggas still living? (Huh?)
Didn't they poke you though?
Shot you up, had your ass hidin' in the Poconose
I see you and the gat'll spit, spin barrel shit
Pimp, I do you dirty bitch, shoot you and your majesty, damn
I ain't thе type to call a nigga ugly, but Ray Charles could see, bitches only want you for your monеy
Dummy, you ain't letting no caps peel
50 lay off the steroids and Prozac pills
G-G-G-Bastard, that shit is overdoser
Y'all sons, ain't no motherfuckin' G-Unit soldiers
You call Bulletproof, ride through the hood
You hang with cops, we can't shoot you nigga it's all good
Piggy Banks is a chump, he don't want no beef
Young Buck? He's just happy he got white gold teeth
Your welcome to the hood pass, expired 3 years ago
Niggas popped you, you got low, but you don't hear me though
You keep takin' pictures with pistols
Believe me, if I aim to kill 9 times, I won't miss you
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