Tony Story 3

(album: DC4 - 2016)

Tony dead and his brother too
Streets talking every week the coppers coming through
And homicides scooping 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, talking to the police
Thinking about it every night, ain't been getting no sleep
He been spinning 'round that same corner for the whole week
Looking for them muthafuckers that was there with Tony brother when he let the clip roll on 'em
Going crazy thinking 'bout who told on him
Time ticking 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 lurking, got to keep them things on 'em
Laying low at Kee crib, only one ain't changed on him
And she giving 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 bending backwards for him like its limbo
And they tryna kill something, cops tryna build something
Paulie ain't tryna do no time take a deal, nothing
Loading up his AK banana tryna peel something
Tryna catch a rat nigga slipping 'fore they spill something
Somebody gon' die
And mommas gon' cry
Before Paulie doing time
Cause Paulie gon' ride
Back in the field he got his 40 on him
Watching 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
Investigating niggas if they telling or not
And then they feel some time of way he disrespecting 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 ringing said they rushing the spot
The only time he play that crib is when he fucking a thot
He was fucking with Kee and she was fucking 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 snitching
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 fucking em more
Thinking about her if she come, open the door
Take a deep breath, I know what I'm doing
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 walking 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 talking
She screaming out "I'm pregnant," now he thinking "Aw shit"
Started second guessing, that's when them cars spin
Paulie heart dropped he seen the Taurus
So he took off running with the hammer, tried to toss it
Cops shooting metal slugs ripping through the car tint
Bullets hit his body while he running and now he falling
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 working they the glad guys
Happy they ain't got to pay the tab guys
Paulie make it through to see the trap God
Drowning in his blood on his back side
They say he gon' pull through and he getting 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 cripping banging hard too
And Paulie killed his favorite little cousin back on Part 2
And he can't wait to fall through
Friday they calling 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