Tony Story, Pt. 2
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Paulie killed Tony right and Tony killed Ty so it was only right
Bring 'em back twenty years, they was homies, tight
Sixth grade, for the love of the paper ain't nothing nice
And Paulie just loving life
He got them birds and he serving niggas left and right
Never used to party in them clubs every night
Popping bottles, blowing paper
Balling hard, he know they hating
But they gon' respect it, cause he rocked Tony
And Tony had the hood on smash by his lonely
And Paulie getting money so them bitches all on him
And his young boys riding, they ready to fall for him
'Cause word on the street that Paulie did that
Used Key gold digging ass to get back
Text him through her phone, found out where he live at
She woke up in the morning like, I never sent that
But she never told Paulie what she saw
She was running her mouth, fitting to start a war
'Cause Tony's little brother sixteen and up the wall
Robbing everything moving and breaking every law (LOOORD)
And Paulie on a rise now
Niggas that played the middle picking sides now
Plus he heard Tony's brother trying to ride now
So he put a check up on his head, he gotta die now
Paulie's youngest on the corner
Tony's little brother he slipping, yea he's a goner
Fucking with that lean, he dipping one in the morning
Shots fired, niggas scatter without a warning
He strapped too, reach and fixing to get up on 'em
The gat jam, he bang back trying to avoid 'em
Them niggas dumping, he get up running and hitting on 'em
He hit the alley, get a body he dipping on 'em
Said it's on now, try and kill 'em it's war now
Swisher in his mouth while loading his four pound
Feeling like he dead there ain't no remorse now
Getting high and he thinking 'bout kicking in doors now
Momma and little kids get on the floor now
Finger on the trigger he feel that it's going down
Old ladies gotta hear that thunderstorm sound
Cause they sad when it rain it really gon' pour down
And it's raining like Katrina, he got thirty in his nina
Seen Paulie car dropped thirty in his beamer
Paulie wasn't in it when he heared it he was steaming
Addicted to the murder so you know that nigga fiendin'
And he want this nigga dead before Sunday hit
But youngin' tryna live on some Sunday shit
And time fly fast it was Monday quick
And paulie bout to get back on his gunplay shit
And show 'em how it's done so he loadin' up his gun
And show this young nigga he fuck with the wrong one
Got a short temper and clutchin' the long gun
And it's on sight he don't give a fuck if the law come
So he out here
Ridin' dirty put down them birdies
And without fear niggas lurking
They tryna murder heared he out there
Niggas spin 'em they tryna hit 'em
Hitting every corner seeing niggas but he ain't with 'em
Youngin' layin' low he know Paulie ain't playin' though
There's money on his head and niggas is sayin' go
But youngin' he ain't scared, he cool as a fan though
He know it's get down with that burner or end up a tag-toed
It was four in the morn', Paulie goin' home
Windshields wiping, middle of the rain storm
And Paulie he ain't slipping yeah he got that thang on
You know what he did to Tony he won't get the same song so
When he hit the crib he spin the block before he park it
Paulie ain't bitch at all Paulie just cautious
But little did he know niggas in the streets talking
And out his rear view it's like he seen a reaper walking
Nigga with a hoodie all you hear is heaters sparking
Shot hit the window get low he tryna off him
Youngin' boxed him in and Paulie can see the coffin
He get to reaching, trigger squeezing, trying get him off him
Them shots ringing youngin' squeezing clip empty
That's when Paulie rose like Derrick, put six in him
Walked down on him he laying in a puddle
Looked him in the face, "you ain't learn from your brother nigga?"
Bring 'em back twenty years, they was homies, tight
Sixth grade, for the love of the paper ain't nothing nice
And Paulie just loving life
He got them birds and he serving niggas left and right
Never used to party in them clubs every night
Popping bottles, blowing paper
Balling hard, he know they hating
But they gon' respect it, cause he rocked Tony
And Tony had the hood on smash by his lonely
And Paulie getting money so them bitches all on him
And his young boys riding, they ready to fall for him
'Cause word on the street that Paulie did that
Used Key gold digging ass to get back
Text him through her phone, found out where he live at
She woke up in the morning like, I never sent that
But she never told Paulie what she saw
She was running her mouth, fitting to start a war
'Cause Tony's little brother sixteen and up the wall
Robbing everything moving and breaking every law (LOOORD)
And Paulie on a rise now
Niggas that played the middle picking sides now
Plus he heard Tony's brother trying to ride now
So he put a check up on his head, he gotta die now
Paulie's youngest on the corner
Tony's little brother he slipping, yea he's a goner
Fucking with that lean, he dipping one in the morning
Shots fired, niggas scatter without a warning
He strapped too, reach and fixing to get up on 'em
The gat jam, he bang back trying to avoid 'em
Them niggas dumping, he get up running and hitting on 'em
He hit the alley, get a body he dipping on 'em
Said it's on now, try and kill 'em it's war now
Swisher in his mouth while loading his four pound
Feeling like he dead there ain't no remorse now
Getting high and he thinking 'bout kicking in doors now
Momma and little kids get on the floor now
Finger on the trigger he feel that it's going down
Old ladies gotta hear that thunderstorm sound
Cause they sad when it rain it really gon' pour down
And it's raining like Katrina, he got thirty in his nina
Seen Paulie car dropped thirty in his beamer
Paulie wasn't in it when he heared it he was steaming
Addicted to the murder so you know that nigga fiendin'
And he want this nigga dead before Sunday hit
But youngin' tryna live on some Sunday shit
And time fly fast it was Monday quick
And paulie bout to get back on his gunplay shit
And show 'em how it's done so he loadin' up his gun
And show this young nigga he fuck with the wrong one
Got a short temper and clutchin' the long gun
And it's on sight he don't give a fuck if the law come
So he out here
Ridin' dirty put down them birdies
And without fear niggas lurking
They tryna murder heared he out there
Niggas spin 'em they tryna hit 'em
Hitting every corner seeing niggas but he ain't with 'em
Youngin' layin' low he know Paulie ain't playin' though
There's money on his head and niggas is sayin' go
But youngin' he ain't scared, he cool as a fan though
He know it's get down with that burner or end up a tag-toed
It was four in the morn', Paulie goin' home
Windshields wiping, middle of the rain storm
And Paulie he ain't slipping yeah he got that thang on
You know what he did to Tony he won't get the same song so
When he hit the crib he spin the block before he park it
Paulie ain't bitch at all Paulie just cautious
But little did he know niggas in the streets talking
And out his rear view it's like he seen a reaper walking
Nigga with a hoodie all you hear is heaters sparking
Shot hit the window get low he tryna off him
Youngin' boxed him in and Paulie can see the coffin
He get to reaching, trigger squeezing, trying get him off him
Them shots ringing youngin' squeezing clip empty
That's when Paulie rose like Derrick, put six in him
Walked down on him he laying in a puddle
Looked him in the face, "you ain't learn from your brother nigga?"
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:25.04] Paulie killed Tony right and Tony killed Ty so it was only right
[00:28.40] Bring 'em back twenty years, they was homies, tight
[00:31.25] Sixth grade, for the love of the paper ain't nothing nice
[00:34.09] And Paulie just loving life
[00:36.79] He got them birds and he serving niggas left and right
[00:39.62] Never used to party in them clubs every night
[00:42.02] Popping bottles, blowing paper
[00:43.62] Balling hard, he know they hating
[00:45.04] But they gon' respect it, cause he rocked Tony
[00:47.49] And Tony had the hood on smash by his lonely
[00:50.24] And Paulie getting money so them bitches all on him
[00:53.01] And his young boys riding, they ready to fall for him
[00:55.72] 'Cause word on the street that Paulie did that
[00:58.51] Used Key gold digging ass to get back
[01:01.35] Text him through her phone, found out where he live at
[01:04.07] She woke up in the morning like, I never sent that
[01:06.79] But she never told Paulie what she saw
[01:09.01] She was running her mouth, fitting to start a war
[01:11.60] 'Cause Tony's little brother sixteen and up the wall
[01:14.30] Robbing everything moving and breaking every law (LOOORD)
[01:18.42] And Paulie on a rise now
[01:20.93] Niggas that played the middle picking sides now
[01:23.68] Plus he heard Tony's brother trying to ride now
[01:26.37] So he put a check up on his head, he gotta die now
[01:29.57] Paulie's youngest on the corner
[01:31.71] Tony's little brother he slipping, yea he's a goner
[01:34.37] Fucking with that lean, he dipping one in the morning
[01:37.07] Shots fired, niggas scatter without a warning
[01:39.80] He strapped too, reach and fixing to get up on 'em
[01:42.58] The gat jam, he bang back trying to avoid 'em
[01:45.42] Them niggas dumping, he get up running and hitting on 'em
[01:48.21] He hit the alley, get a body he dipping on 'em
[01:50.93] Said it's on now, try and kill 'em it's war now
[01:53.61] Swisher in his mouth while loading his four pound
[01:56.37] Feeling like he dead there ain't no remorse now
[01:59.12] Getting high and he thinking 'bout kicking in doors now
[02:01.91] Momma and little kids get on the floor now
[02:04.60] Finger on the trigger he feel that it's going down
[02:07.39] Old ladies gotta hear that thunderstorm sound
[02:10.24] Cause they sad when it rain it really gon' pour down
[02:12.96] And it's raining like Katrina, he got thirty in his nina
[02:15.71] Seen Paulie car dropped thirty in his beamer
[02:18.55] Paulie wasn't in it when he heared it he was steaming
[02:21.22] Addicted to the murder so you know that nigga fiendin'
[02:24.01] And he want this nigga dead before Sunday hit
[02:26.54] But youngin' tryna live on some Sunday shit
[02:29.54] And time fly fast it was Monday quick
[02:32.18] And paulie bout to get back on his gunplay shit
[02:35.02] And show 'em how it's done so he loadin' up his gun
[02:37.80] And show this young nigga he fuck with the wrong one
[02:40.56] Got a short temper and clutchin' the long gun
[02:43.26] And it's on sight he don't give a fuck if the law come
[02:46.14] So he out here
[02:47.24] Ridin' dirty put down them birdies
[02:48.88] And without fear niggas lurking
[02:50.55] They tryna murder heared he out there
[02:52.72] Niggas spin 'em they tryna hit 'em
[02:54.41] Hitting every corner seeing niggas but he ain't with 'em
[02:57.05] Youngin' layin' low he know Paulie ain't playin' though
[02:59.80] There's money on his head and niggas is sayin' go
[03:02.68] But youngin' he ain't scared, he cool as a fan though
[03:05.31] He know it's get down with that burner or end up a tag-toed
[03:08.12] It was four in the morn', Paulie goin' home
[03:10.93] Windshields wiping, middle of the rain storm
[03:13.57] And Paulie he ain't slipping yeah he got that thang on
[03:16.42] You know what he did to Tony he won't get the same song so
[03:19.55] When he hit the crib he spin the block before he park it
[03:22.14] Paulie ain't bitch at all Paulie just cautious
[03:25.01] But little did he know niggas in the streets talking
[03:27.52] And out his rear view it's like he seen a reaper walking
[03:30.28] Nigga with a hoodie all you hear is heaters sparking
[03:33.15] Shot hit the window get low he tryna off him
[03:35.79] Youngin' boxed him in and Paulie can see the coffin
[03:38.57] He get to reaching, trigger squeezing, trying get him off him
[03:41.23] Them shots ringing youngin' squeezing clip empty
[03:44.13] That's when Paulie rose like Derrick, put six in him
[03:46.86] Walked down on him he laying in a puddle
[03:49.59] Looked him in the face, "you ain't learn from your brother nigga?"
[00:28.40] Bring 'em back twenty years, they was homies, tight
[00:31.25] Sixth grade, for the love of the paper ain't nothing nice
[00:34.09] And Paulie just loving life
[00:36.79] He got them birds and he serving niggas left and right
[00:39.62] Never used to party in them clubs every night
[00:42.02] Popping bottles, blowing paper
[00:43.62] Balling hard, he know they hating
[00:45.04] But they gon' respect it, cause he rocked Tony
[00:47.49] And Tony had the hood on smash by his lonely
[00:50.24] And Paulie getting money so them bitches all on him
[00:53.01] And his young boys riding, they ready to fall for him
[00:55.72] 'Cause word on the street that Paulie did that
[00:58.51] Used Key gold digging ass to get back
[01:01.35] Text him through her phone, found out where he live at
[01:04.07] She woke up in the morning like, I never sent that
[01:06.79] But she never told Paulie what she saw
[01:09.01] She was running her mouth, fitting to start a war
[01:11.60] 'Cause Tony's little brother sixteen and up the wall
[01:14.30] Robbing everything moving and breaking every law (LOOORD)
[01:18.42] And Paulie on a rise now
[01:20.93] Niggas that played the middle picking sides now
[01:23.68] Plus he heard Tony's brother trying to ride now
[01:26.37] So he put a check up on his head, he gotta die now
[01:29.57] Paulie's youngest on the corner
[01:31.71] Tony's little brother he slipping, yea he's a goner
[01:34.37] Fucking with that lean, he dipping one in the morning
[01:37.07] Shots fired, niggas scatter without a warning
[01:39.80] He strapped too, reach and fixing to get up on 'em
[01:42.58] The gat jam, he bang back trying to avoid 'em
[01:45.42] Them niggas dumping, he get up running and hitting on 'em
[01:48.21] He hit the alley, get a body he dipping on 'em
[01:50.93] Said it's on now, try and kill 'em it's war now
[01:53.61] Swisher in his mouth while loading his four pound
[01:56.37] Feeling like he dead there ain't no remorse now
[01:59.12] Getting high and he thinking 'bout kicking in doors now
[02:01.91] Momma and little kids get on the floor now
[02:04.60] Finger on the trigger he feel that it's going down
[02:07.39] Old ladies gotta hear that thunderstorm sound
[02:10.24] Cause they sad when it rain it really gon' pour down
[02:12.96] And it's raining like Katrina, he got thirty in his nina
[02:15.71] Seen Paulie car dropped thirty in his beamer
[02:18.55] Paulie wasn't in it when he heared it he was steaming
[02:21.22] Addicted to the murder so you know that nigga fiendin'
[02:24.01] And he want this nigga dead before Sunday hit
[02:26.54] But youngin' tryna live on some Sunday shit
[02:29.54] And time fly fast it was Monday quick
[02:32.18] And paulie bout to get back on his gunplay shit
[02:35.02] And show 'em how it's done so he loadin' up his gun
[02:37.80] And show this young nigga he fuck with the wrong one
[02:40.56] Got a short temper and clutchin' the long gun
[02:43.26] And it's on sight he don't give a fuck if the law come
[02:46.14] So he out here
[02:47.24] Ridin' dirty put down them birdies
[02:48.88] And without fear niggas lurking
[02:50.55] They tryna murder heared he out there
[02:52.72] Niggas spin 'em they tryna hit 'em
[02:54.41] Hitting every corner seeing niggas but he ain't with 'em
[02:57.05] Youngin' layin' low he know Paulie ain't playin' though
[02:59.80] There's money on his head and niggas is sayin' go
[03:02.68] But youngin' he ain't scared, he cool as a fan though
[03:05.31] He know it's get down with that burner or end up a tag-toed
[03:08.12] It was four in the morn', Paulie goin' home
[03:10.93] Windshields wiping, middle of the rain storm
[03:13.57] And Paulie he ain't slipping yeah he got that thang on
[03:16.42] You know what he did to Tony he won't get the same song so
[03:19.55] When he hit the crib he spin the block before he park it
[03:22.14] Paulie ain't bitch at all Paulie just cautious
[03:25.01] But little did he know niggas in the streets talking
[03:27.52] And out his rear view it's like he seen a reaper walking
[03:30.28] Nigga with a hoodie all you hear is heaters sparking
[03:33.15] Shot hit the window get low he tryna off him
[03:35.79] Youngin' boxed him in and Paulie can see the coffin
[03:38.57] He get to reaching, trigger squeezing, trying get him off him
[03:41.23] Them shots ringing youngin' squeezing clip empty
[03:44.13] That's when Paulie rose like Derrick, put six in him
[03:46.86] Walked down on him he laying in a puddle
[03:49.59] Looked him in the face, "you ain't learn from your brother nigga?"