收聽Meek Mill的Tony Story, Pt. 2 (Explicit)歌詞歌曲

Tony Story, Pt. 2 (Explicit)

Meek Mill2012年10月29日

Tony Story, Pt. 2 (Explicit) 歌詞

 

Tony Story, Pt. 2 (Explicit) - Meek Mill

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 b**ches 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 a** 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 (law)

 

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

F**king 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 an 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 lil 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 gone 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 ni**a fiendin'

And he want this ni**a dead before Sunday hit

 

But youngin tryna live on some Sunday sh*t

 

And time fly fast it was monday quick

 

And paulie bout to get back on his gunplay sh*t

And show em how its done so he loadin up his gun

And show this young ni**a he f**k with the wrong one

Got a short temper and clutchin the long gun

And it's on sight he don't give a f**k 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 thoe

There's money on his head and niggas is sayin go

But youngin he ain't scared he cool as a fan thoe

He know its get down with that burner or end up a dead soul

It was four in the morn' paulie goin home

 

Windsheilds wiping middle of the rain storm

 

And paulie he ain't slipping yea 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 befor he park it

Paulie ain't b**ch at all Paulie just cautious

But lil did he knoe niggas in the streets talking

 

And out his rear veiw its like he seen a reaper walking

Ni**a wit a hoodie all you hear is heaters sparking

Shot hit the window get low he tryna off em

Youngin boxed him in and Paulie can see the coffin

He get to reaching trigga squeezing trying get em off em

Them shots ringing youngin squeezing clip empty

That's when Paulie rose like Derrick put six in em

Walked down on em he laying in a puddle

 

Looked him in the face you ain't learn from your brother ni**a