Tony Story 3 [explicit] Lyrics - Meek Mill

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 lil' 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 when they 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 them all 

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 

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