Hall of Fame Rampage

[Intro]
Uh, check it out
No doubt son
Flatbush nigga
Yes yes y'all
It's that Hall Of Fame joint
This how we do it, tell em son

[Verse 1]
Aiyo I pack more students, than whole Westberry
I'm legendary, I'm killin mad brothers at the ferry
I brings it all the time, I'm nice with mine
I be damn if I let the next nigga take mine
I'm like a 97 Blazer, I'mma phase ya
That's word on my Goddaughter Salasia
I take it to the street, like the average doopy brother
I'm N.Y.P.D. like New York Undercover
Money's bustin out my socks, from Flatbush to HeadCox
Flipmode iz my Squad, plus we got it on lock
When I roll up on ya set and bust two to your chest
I'mma show brothers thru ya bullet proof vest
I'm the blast master, just like KRS
Yo who wants to test the Boy Scout for real?
Yo i'm that rugged scout that a punch ya in ya grill
In ya grill, in ya grill, I'm in ya mothafuckin grill