| Song | World Wide Mob Figgaz - Album Version (Explicit) |
| Artist | Tupac |
| Artist | The Outlawz |
| Album | Until The End Of Time |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Artist:2Pac/The Outlawz | |
| 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!!! |
| Artist: 2Pac The Outlawz | |
| Uhh ... World wide mob figgaz | |
| World wide mob figga | |
| OUTLAWZ | |
| 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 ninenine | |
| It' s my time mother fucker try to stop me busting ninenines | |
| 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 | |
| OUTLAWZ | |
| 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 hiphop | |
| 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 NO to the BLE | |
| Last name OUTLAWZ | |
| MAR 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 doubleS 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, whoride | |
| 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!!! |
| Artist: 2Pac The Outlawz | |
| Uhh ... World wide mob figgaz | |
| World wide mob figga | |
| OUTLAWZ | |
| 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 ninenine | |
| It' s my time mother fucker try to stop me busting ninenines | |
| 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 | |
| OUTLAWZ | |
| 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 hiphop | |
| 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 NO to the BLE | |
| Last name OUTLAWZ | |
| MAR 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 doubleS 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, whoride | |
| 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!!! |