.. it's at your own {*repeating, getting louder*}

.. it's at your own .. it's at your own

.. it's at your own .. it's at your own

.. it's at your own risk SUCKER!



Yo! Whassup? Yo.. what's happenin, what's happenin?

E-Swift, you cuttin the records nice boy

DJ Pooh whassup man? We all chillin

Yo, yo, J-Ro's in the house, we all cold coolin out y'knahmsayin?

And I'ma bust it off like this for Compton



Well - look who sprung up, comin the fuck up

I came in the place to let you know what's up

with a bunch of trunk jewerly

Two or three fat gold chains, ring plates with my name on 'em

Yeah I rhyme fly, real fly Hobbes

I wear Nike's cause I run from the cops

Pops taught me lots he said