The World ft. Murda Gwapacino

In this world full of crime, I play a good villain I'm like Victor Von Doom, how I stay

In the hood with it, playin' this good rich Say bye-bye nigga, I send a ten-piece spicy

Like some Popeye chicken And my green so strong, call it Popeye spinach

I pop out with it, just give me about five, ten minutes

Shit, gunnin' for the dope, I send a hunnid to your door

Front porch, I jumped off that bitch twenty years ago

I remember, we were broke, havin' to chip on the smoke

I just threw my brother a o, but what I gave him was hope

We like the best that ever did it or done it Keep it a hunnid, we don't stand on business

We run it, ain't nothin' funny, ain't no tellin' what we could've been