Tony Story 3

Tony dead and his brother too

Streets talkin' every week the coppers comin' through

And homicides scoopin' niggas out of Paulie crew

Damn, he in some shit just like a number two

So he need that lawyer money, plus that Sig Sauer money

On his second body so you don't want to war with money

Paulie got the word that somebody turned informant on him

Remember when he banged on Tony brother spin the corner on him

Maybe its them young niggas, talkin' to the police

Thinking about it every night, ain't been gettin' no sleep

He been spinnin' 'round that same corner for the whole week

Lookin' for them muthafuckers that was there with Tony brother when he let the clip roll on 'em

Going crazy thinkin' 'bout who told on him

Time tickin' doors 'bout to close on him

Them boys on the way to see the judge for a warrant

And they got his name on it, tryna put them chains on him

Cold as them streets is, he tryna remain on it

Even though the cops lurkin', got to keep them things on 'em

Layin' low at Kee crib, only one ain't changed on him

And she givin' info, told where to hit for

Put 'em deep with Tony lil' cousins and his kin folk

Paulie on some other shit, tryna get 'em sent for

Them young nigga bendin' backwards for him like its limbo

And they tryna kill somethin', cops tryna build somethin'

Paulie ain't tryna do no time take a deal, nothin'

Loadin' up his AK banana tryna peel somethin'

Tryna catch a rat nigga slippin' 'fore they spill somethin'

Somebody gon' die

And mommas gon' cry

Before Paulie doin' time

Cause Paulie gon' ride

Back in the field he got his 40 on him

Watchin' out for tinted windows when they pull up on him

He don't even trust the niggas 'round the corner from him

That he grew up with, he done got into it with

Investigatin' niggas if they tellin' or not

And then they feel some time of way he disrespectin' the block

But Paulie don't give a fuck, you disrespect him, you shot

Live by the chopper law and respect of the Glock

Hold up the phone ringin' said they rushin' the spot

The only time he play that crib is when he fuckin' a thot

He was fuckin' with Kee and she was fuckin' an op

But he ain't never think about it, she'll fuck with the cops

She told 'em everything nigga

I know you thought that she'll never sing would you?

Rule number one: keep them bitches from out your business

Rule number two: better kill 'em you know they snitchin'

It's all fun and games 'til them bitches turn to a witness

And know you in the courtroom waiting to get your sentence

Saw you out at Kee crib four in the morn'

Parked up seat low to the floor

She on the way he feel a way, this was one of his whores

And since he been on the run, he been fuckin' em more

Thinkin' about her if she come, open the door

Take a deep breath, I know what I'm doin'

Cause she gon' go to court and she gon' go to the morgue

And he gon' to jail and she gon' go to the mall

So he started walkin' while she parking

Wasn't even cautious

Parked up on her, had to drive her window out the darkness

He was supposed to shoot her, but he started talkin'

She screamin' out "I'm pregnant," now he thinkin' "Aw shit"

Started second guessin', that's when them cars spin

Paulie heart dropped he seen the Taurus

So he took off runnin' with the hammer, tried to toss it

Cops shootin' metal slugs rippin' through the car tint

Bullets hit his body while he runnin' and now he fallin'

Damn Paulie, bullet holes

Cuffs on let him bleed

Double murder, attempted murder, yes indeed

If he live, life sentence never leave

If he dies nobody cry for the bad guy

Fronted niggas workin' they the glad guys

Happy they ain't got to pay the tab guys

Paulie make it through to see the trap God

Drownin' in his blood on his back side

They say he gon' pull through and he gettin' charged too

Lawyer came to see him said he need like 80 large too

Got him in the County Tony people 'hind them walls too

And they say his little cousin crippin' bangin' hard too

And Paulie killed his favorite little cousin back on Part 2

And he can't wait to fall through

Friday they callin' yard too

And Paulie on crutches took the screw up out the handles scrape that bitch 'til it got sharp too

To be continued

I, know, you, want me to fall

But, I can't

Part 4 gon' be a movie nigga, literally