Hallways Peter Rosenberg (Ft. Flee Lord & Roc Marciano)

[Intro: Roc Marciano]
Pimpire, uh

[Chorus: Roc Marciono]
Used to sling cocaine (Yeah)
Sling it in the hallway
Sling it in the hallway
We used to sling cocaine
In the hallway

[Verse 1: Roc Marciano]
Yo
For the juice get you cold pressed (Pressed)
Don’t let what I say go over your head like stones on my neck
Wet the rolls, broken leg rose from the dead
For bread, the toast knock the yolk out your egg (Fish)
The pole too big for coat check
Put your light out quick like a roach clip (Pssst)
Before I wrote this shit I went on a tow trip
The nose on the pimp got the coke drip, hoe submit
They thought I touch her shoulder with the Vulcan grip (Gottem)
I'm back and I'm better than ever
Feds tryna to catch us, we in the Nebuchadnezzar (Zooooom)
It’s just a Tesla (Uh), just a test run
Don’t accept any replicas, niggas is really regular (Reggie)
As you can see I done leveled up, medicine in the cup in the seven up
Every line run like seven and up (Yuh)
You can tell how I'm cut, I’m not sus
I make it hot, thermometer bust
In God we trust (Whooo)
Mix the Bacardi with the punch, pop the trunk, we got army guns
Once I let off the shotty, the party done