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    2Pac

    World Wide Mob Figgaz

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    Uhh.. world wide mob figgaz..
    World wide mob figgaz.. we world wide mob figgaz
    World wide mob figgaz.. (check game you little young punk)
    We world wide mob figgaz.. (all you niggaz is jealous cats)
    [Verse One: E.D.I. Amin]
    What, what? Uhh, put them 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 motherf**ker try to stop it gon' see nine nines
    (??) that's all I see when I open up
    Baby girl, f**kin 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 the rider type of whore, by the shore, I could (?) trick on her
    But I'm collectin these vicks when I put the dick on her
    O.U.T., L.A.W.Z.
    You f**kin with a nigga livin destructively, pump and pee
    Tuckin T's up in the house when I jump on
    I'm tryin to handle my business full grown
    This shit is on, it's gettin crazy after dark
    Where the real thug niggaz here you are
    We world wide mob figgaz
    [Chorus - Young Noble: repeat 2X]
    We got homies on the front line livin it up
    We got ladies in the back straight givin it up
    It ain't nothin but a thug thang
    World wide mob figga let me see a nigga nuts hang
    World wide mob figga let me see a nigga nuts hang..
    World wide mob figga let me see a nigga nuts hang..
    [Verse Two: Napoleon]
    Nigga duck down bust first, make 'em feel somethin
    Shouldn't shot your gun if you ain't kill nuttin
    Now you gotta face the death man got flow heavily armed
    Outlawz did that, heavily gone
    Took a ride with the left of us, best of us
    Plus we wake up with our tec on us
    We test yo' nuts in a heartbeat, sleep on the street
    Obey the rules of the ones who want yo' beef I'll eat
    Y'all niggaz weak, in a motherf**kin way it's so pitiful
    I'll leave you motherf**kers critical
    We heard the slick shit you said on f**kin Too $hort tape
    But you only stepped your way into an early wake, early grave
    That's what you brave niggaz get for f**kin with this
    You had your chance to mob first you didn't you missed
    Just switched to fake
    Napolean be the motherf**kin last nigga with the gat to break
    The last of fate, earthquake aftershock, is what you got
    F**kin with niggaz that give a damn about hip-hop
    This how it go in our family
    Cause this Outlaw shit is what we stand for gradually
    We world wide mob figgaz
    [Chorus]
    [2Pac over Chorus]
    World wide motherf**kin mob figgaz
    Weed smokin, gun-totin, drinkin
    Ridin on our motherf**kin enemies
    Y'all know how we do it
    [Verse Three: 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 the for starters, flee the whole cartridge
    Your lady blew out the squad and the whole sausage
    (??), hittin donuts in a 6
    Sip Coronas when we bendin the corner, brothers hit
    Urban legend, dirty third still reppin
    Still double-S to bumrush your session
    I get it dirty and burn ya 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 f**kin 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 f**kin 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]
     

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