2Pac World Wide Mob Figgaz Lyrics

Uhh, world wide mob figgaz
World wide mob figgaz
(O you 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
(All you *****z is jealous cats)

What? Uh, uh
Put your hands up, rich *****z throw the grands up
And what?
I got a plot to get what's mine in the nine-nine
It's my time mother ****er try to stop me busting nine-nines
Wild ridahs all I see when I open up
Baby girl ****ing 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 **** on her
O you T L A W Z
****ing with a ***** 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 *****z, it's getting crazy after dark
Where the real thug *****z see ya are?
We world wide mob figgaz

We got *****z on the front line living it up
We got ladies in the back street giving it up
Ain't nothing but a thug thang
World wide mob figga let me see a *****z nuts 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
World wide mob figga let me see a *****z nuts hang
World wide mob figga let me see a *****z nuts hang
World wide mob figga let me see a *****z nuts hang

***** duck down buck first, make 'em feel somethin'
Shouldn't start your gun if you ain't kill nuttin'
Now you gotta face the death man got flow 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 *****z weak in a **********in' way it's so pitiful
I'll leave you mother ****ers critical

We heard the slick **** you said on ****ing too short tape
But you only stepped your way into an early wake, early grave
That's what you brave *****z get for ****ing with this
You had your chance to mob first you didn't you missed
Just switched to fake
Napoleon be the mother ****er last ***** with the gat to break
The last of fate, earthquake aftershock, is what you got
****in' with *****z that give a damn about hip-hop
This how it go in our family
Busting outlawz **** is what we stand for gradually
We world wide mob figgaz

We got *****z on the front line living it up
(World wide mother ****ing mob figgaz)
We got ladies in the back street giving it up
Ain't nothing but a thug thang
(Weed smoking, gun toting, drinking)
World wide mob figga let me see a *****z nuts hang
(Riding on our mother ****ing enemies)

We got homies on the front line living it up
(Y'all know how we do it)
We got ladies in the back street giving it up
(A world wide mob figure)
Ain't nothing but a thug thang

I be the Young N O to the be L E
Last name O you T L A W Z
M A are was for starters, flee the whole cartridge
Your lady blew out the squad and the whole sausage
It's 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 ***** 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 ****in' yourself off
Don't you know not to go against the Outlawz

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
World wide mob figga let me see a *****z nuts 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
World wide mob figga let me see a ***** nuts hang
World wide mob figga let me see a ***** nuts hang
World wide mob figga let me see a ***** nuts hang

Hey watch out man, look out
Known for doin' scandalous deeds, no handlin' me
Hypnotic to drugs it's the straight thug ***** in me
I swoop down and 'cause havoc
My rapid delivery, is automatic lettin' *****z have it
I've been labeled as a thug *****
Since they don't sell my **** to white folks
Ship it to the drug dealers

And catch a catch a ***** world wide
A ****in' mob figga West coast, who-ride
When we rob *****z 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

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
World wide mob figga let me see a *****z nuts 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
World wide mob figga let me see a ***** nuts hang
World wide mob figga let me see a ***** nuts hang
World wide mob figga let me see a ***** nuts hang

Hey yo, get that mother ****er right there
Hey yo, K, pull out man, that mother ****er and blast
Yo Mo, get over there, get over there
Hey yo Malc, get
Bustin' them mother ****ers
Hey bust on them, bust on that *****
Hey yo Yak, c'mon, Fatal, lets get the **** outta here
**** them *****z
West Coast *****, West Coast

World wide mother ****ing mob figgaz *****
We thug life
***** know what time it is
Get the **** out of here
Any day, any day *****, come on
Hey come the **** on
We out *****, westside!
Outlaw ridahs biatch!


Written by: Johnny Lee Jackson, Tupac Amaru Shakur, Mutah W. Beale, Rufus Lee Cooper, Malcolm Greenidge, Tyruss Gerald Himes
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Songtrust Ave

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