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2pac - World Wide Mob Figgaz lyrics

Uhh ... World wide mob figgaz

World wide mob figga

(O-U-T-L-A-W-Z)

World wide mob figgaz

(For real, for real)

World wide mob figgaz

Check game little young punks

World wide mob figgaz

[EDI]

What? Uh, uh

Put your hands up, rich niggaz throw the grands up

And what?

I got a plot to get what`s mine in the nine-nine

It`s my time mother fucker try to stop me busting nine-nines

Wild ridahs all I see when I open up

Baby girl fucking you now, before I blow up

You know what?

I seen your kind before, high saditty but really like it raw

In the closet like a ridah type of whore by the shore

Not sure, of who to trick on but I`m collectin these vicks when I put the dick on her

O-U-T-L-A-W-Z

Fucking with a nigga living destructively, pump and pee Tuckin T`s up in ?

When I jump on I`m trying to handle my business full grown

Just soft niggaz, it`s getting crazy after dark, where the real thug niggaz see ya are?

We world wide mob figgaz

[Young Noble]

We got niggaz on the front line living it up

We got ladies in the back street giving it up

Ain`t nothing but a thug thang (thug thang)

World wide mob figga let me see a niggaz nuts hang (nutz hang)

We got homies on the front line living it up

We got ladies in the back street giving it up

Ain`t nothing but a thug thang (thug thang)

World wide mob figga let me see a niggaz nuts hang (nutz hang, nutz hang,)

World wide mob figga let me see a niggaz nuts hang (nutz hang, nutz hang,)

World wide mob figga let me see a niggaz nuts hang

[Napoleon]

Nigga duck down buck first, make `em feel somethin

Shouldn`t (?) if you ain`t kill nuttin

You didn`t kill me now you gotta face a young man got chrome heavily armed

Outlawz did that, heavily gone

So we ride with what`s left us, the best of us

Plus we wake up with our tech on us

We test yo` nuts in a heartbeat, sleep on the street

Obey the rules of the ones who want beef we`ll eat

Y`all niggaz weak in a motherfuckin way it`s so pitiful

I`ll leave you mother fuckers critical

We heard the slick shit you said on fucking Too $hort tape

But you only stepped your way into an early wake, early grave

That`s what you brave niggaz get for fucking with this

You had your chance to mob first you didn`t you missed

Just switched to fake

Napoleon be the mother fucker last nigga with the gat to break

The last of fate, earthquake aftershock, is what you got

Fuckin with niggaz that give a damn about hip-hop

This how it go in our family

Busting outlawz shit is what we stand for gradually

We world wide mob figgaz

[Tupac Talking]

World wide mother fucking mob figgaz

Weed smoking, Gun toting, drinking

Riding on our mother fucking enemies

Y`all know how we do it

A world wide mob figure

[Young Noble]

I be the Young N-O to the B-L-E

Last name O-U-T-L-A-W-Z

M-A-R was for starters, flee the whole cartridge

Your lady blew out the squad and the whold sausage

(?), hitting donuts in a six

Sip Coronas when we bendin the corner, brothers hit

Urban legend, dirty third still reppin

Still double-S to bum rush your session

I get as dirty as birt, you just a nigga in a skirt

Drinkin Squirt, punk duck, hit the dirt

Sprint to the church that you got comin

Outlawz on the ride picture God runnin

Ain`t nuttin but a thug thang, bust your brains

Pac passed the rock so we tucked the game

Under our belt, we huntin the wealth, you fuckin yourself off

Don`t you know not to go against the Outlawz

[Chorus]

World wide mob figga let me see a nigga nuts hang..

World wide mob figga let me see a nigga nuts hang..

[Verse Four: 2Pac]

Hey watch out man, look out

Known for doin scandalous deeds, no handlin me

Hypnotic to drugs it`s the straight thug nigga in me

I swoop down and cause havoc

My rapid delivery, is automatic lettin niggaz have it

I`ve been labelled as a thug nigga

Since they don`t sell my shit to white folks

ship it to the drug dealers

And catch a catch a nigga world wide

A fuckin mob figga West coast, who-ride

When we rob niggaz money make my squad bigger

But we ain`t sell our souls

Bustin on my enemies, murder my foes

At my shows I`m a nut, lights camera time for action

Now get to clappin to my cuts, a world wide mob figga

[Chorus]

[2Pac ad libbing]

Hey yo, get that mother fucker right there

Hey yo, K, pull out man, that mother fucker and blast

Yo Mo, get over there, get over there

Hey yo Malc, get

Bustin them mother fuckers

Hey bust on them, bust on that nigga

Hey yo Yak, c`mon, Fatal, lets get the fuck outta here

Fuck them niggaz

West Coast nigga, West Coast

World wide mother fucking mob figgaz nigga

We thug life

Nigga know what time it is

Get the fuck out of here

Any day, any day nigga, come on

Hey come the fuck on

We out nigga, westside!!!

Outlaw ridahs biatch!!!

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