Hall of Fame Lyrics

Hall of Fame
Singer: BloodHound Q50
Composer: BloodHound Q50
Lyricist: BloodHound Q50
Released: 21 Jul 2026

Hall of Fame Lyrics

(This shit gon' be crazy, Jacc) (Thank you, Timmy boy) Go Go My first time gettin' in that car, I had a switch with a fifty, jump out blowin', lil' nigga I don’t trust ARs Hall of fame when it come to drillin', fucked up blocks back to back, I don’t shoot from far I got some drills went viral, fucked up niggas back to back, y'all heard that “Ahhh” (Uh) Go, what the fuck be wrong with niggas? Thought we was friends, I slimed his ass and took that shit, tell his ass to come get it Foenem, they want me to rap, but I'm still tryna clap, they steady sayin' I'm the ticket Foenem they up in the 'Raq, they had me a stain, I'm mad as fuck I missed it (Go) I was mad as fuck, we winnin' This rap money ever get low, I'm robbing the rappers, give no fucks, book a session, he finished This rap money ever get low, I still got money off fetty I don't care about spending Whatever I want, I'ma get it Tryna tell me no, lil' nigga, I'm tappin' that fitted Know I'm gon' bust that biscuit If Baby Splat with me, lil' bro he gon' over finish Shot his mama, that bitch was the witness Ain’t no love in these streets, these niggas killin' bitches Go My first time gettin' in that car, I had a switch with a fifty, jump out blowin', lil' nigga I don’t trust ARs Hall of fame when it come to drillin', fucked up blocks back to back, I don’t shoot from far I got some drills went viral, fucked up niggas back to back, y'all heard that “Ahhh” (Uh) How the fuck is that shit possible? Shot a nigga fifteen times, he still alive Eight niggas versus me with a Glock 23 in my hand, I blew, that’s why I ain’t die I’m still dropping the Y’s Riding thru’ the opps shit, these niggas hard to find Ain’t wasting my time, I only pop out when it’s a lo', it’s guaranteed he dyin' Go My first time gettin' in that car, I had a switch with a fifty, jump out blowin', lil' nigga I don’t trust ARs Hall of fame when it come to drillin', fucked up blocks back to back, I don’t shoot from far I got some drills went viral, fucked up niggas back to back, y'all heard that “Ahhh” (Uh) Go Long live my brother, we did kill your bitch-ass brother

About This Song

The rap song "Hall of Fame" by BloodHound Q50 is an instance of drill rap. Through his music, the artist shows self-confidence, street reputation, and experience of surviving in a rough and difficult environment. In the lyrics of "Hall of Fame", BloodHound Q50 talks about survival, loyalty, ambition, respect and how he has to maintain the balance between being a successful musician and living in the streets.

In "Hall of Fame", BloodHound Q50 depicts himself as a confident and brave person. His lyrics show the mentality that helps overcome all kinds of difficulties and gain respect. The artist describes how hard it is to escape the streets but also become a musician at the same time.

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