What's up hump?

What's happening cuz?

Tell these **** something

Oh this the intro?

Man say fuck these ****

Alright look, check this out man

Ay this Humpty, this hood radio

You know this humpin' all up in your muthafuckin' ass

And uh, I'm ready for the first muthafuckin' caller

And caller you wanna say muthafuckin' what?

Now what you hear is not a trey, I'm bangin' RSC

See J, Gotti and Kita Rock is gon' ride and bang the streets

See I am original and I like to say 6-0

To the homies from Grapes, the riders from Coast

And my killas from Pueblo

But first we're gonna gang bang and boogie to the boogie

Say up jump the boogie to the gang bang boogie

Let's rock, you don't stop

I got a nickel, got a nine, and I'm a buy me a Glock

And I'm not flaggin', just a blue baggin'

You don't wanna fuck with me

I'm a crip and I'll bust your lip

**** this big set trip

This ain't Def Jam, Jay-Z or Roc-A-Fella

It's the original 04 neighborhood fellas

I came here before, I said it before

I never let a busta **** slide no more

Cause I'm a crip, ****, and I'll bust your lip

**** this young set trip

See I knew when I grew up on the run

It was meant for me to see a G from day one

Cause I was housed by hustlas and sheltered by crooks

So the games that I got you couldn't find in them books

Then I shook the city with the knowledge I learned

On a mission wishin' for a fresh town I could burn

See I'm not your average everyday type hustla

I'm the crip with the grip that will reach out and touch ya

Busta, you bangin'? What hood is you claimin'

Cause I'm from the 6-0s and my name is Rankin

You can't never underestimate a hoodsta ****

If worse come to worse I'm a shoot the ****

Cause I'm a crip and I'll bust your lip

**** this big set trip

Now what you hear is not a trey, I'm bangin' RSC

See J, Gotti and Kita Rock is gon' ride and bang the streets

See I am original and I like to say 6-0

To the homies from Grapes, the riders from Coast

And my killas from Pueblo

But first we're gonna gang bang and boogie to the boogie

Say up jump the boogie to the gang bang boogie

Let's rock, you don't stop

I got a nickel, got a nine, and I'm a buy me a Glock

I'm a psycho, Miles Myers mixed with Jason

When I pull them hammers out hollow tips be bangin'

Hit a **** in the soft spot with a soft pop

Hollow round hoodsta bangin', what is they claimin'

I'm a slasher, murder with sass and with a HK

Make a bitch **** wanna go and change his French braids

Still gettin' braids from a French maid, hit me

Don't like the way I'm dumpin' out your set, come and get me

Slugs spit from 6s, dump out 6s

West Covina and hoods leave 'em limp on fences

Throw them hoods in the air, spittin' round at bustas

**** think they bulletproof like them slugs won't touch 'em

Cock the 5 and say fuck 'em, let the nina dance

Everybody wanna crip, look at 50 Cent

April Membrane, crip set, NH bangin'

You ain't ever gang bang, **** watch what you sayin'

It's the original gang bang, watch what you sayin'

Hood, all hood, gang

Bang the hood, bang

A gang of hoods, **** this neighborhood

Gotti is the name

Don't trip, don't move, don't say shit

Don't look, don't get your ass whooped

Don't get a limb took

Shatter shins like windows

Off blueberry indo, you ever seen it?

It's cataclysmic pure war, classic as the arithmic status statistics

Gotti-zilla, loose in the hood

**** what you thought it was?

Gotti King Kong don't wanna get along

Lit off orange bud

**** what's really goin' down cuz?

You wanna see the homies come around cuz?

I might as well fuck around and drown cuz

It's Oakland

Now what you hear is not a trey, I'm bangin' RSC

See J, Gotti and Kita Rock is gon' ride and bang the streets

See I am original and I like to say 6-0

To the homies from Grapes, the riders from Coast

And my killas from Pueblo

But first we're gonna gang bang and boogie to the boogie

Say up jump the boogie to the gang bang boogie

Let's rock, you don't stop

I got a nickel, got a nine, and I'm a buy me a Glock

Just keep it hood

These bitch ass ****, hump

Man, what's goin' on?

Fuck these ****

What about these bitch ass ****?

Ay man all these **** is, you know

Portrayin' this whole blue rag, red rag thing

Man let me tell you like this

Tell these **** somethin'

Ay homie, you know what?

This shit is for so for real

Bitches

And uh, you know, stop what you're doin'

Before what?

Cause I'm about to ruin all this old bullshit that you're used to

My name is Humpty

Neighborhood!