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2Pac - World Wide Mob Figgaz lyrics
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 motherfucker try to stop it gon' see nine nines (??) that's all I see when I open up Baby girl, fuckin 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 fuckin 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 motherfuckin way it's so pitiful I'll leave you motherfuckers critical We heard the slick shit you said on fuckin Too tape But you only stepped your way into an early wake, early grave That's what you brave niggaz get for fuckin with this You had your chance to mob first you didn't you missed Just switched to fake Napolean be the motherfuckin last nigga with the gat to break The last to fade, earthquake aftershock, is what you got Fuckin 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 motherfuckin mob figgaz Weed smokin, gun-totin, drinkin Ridin on our motherfuckin 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 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] |
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