2Pac – World Wide Mob Figgaz ft Outlawz

Two impressive hardworking rappers, Tupac Shakur & Outlawz create this amazing song titled “World Wide Mob Figgaz”.

This intriguing record which appeared as Track 15 on his top charting album project called “Until the End of Time” was officially released on 27 March 2001.

We would like you to add this undeniable hit song to your playlist, you won’t regret it yuh.

Listen up below!.

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LYRICS

Uh.. world wide mob figgaz (for real)

World wide mob figgaz (O-U-T-L-A-W-Z)

We world wide mob figgaz (for real)

Uh, world wide mob figgaz

Check game you little young punks

We world wide mob figgaz

All you niggas is jealous cats

What, what?

 

Uhh, Uhh, now put them hands up

Rich niggas throw the grands up, and what?

I gotta prosecute to get what’s mine in the nine lime

It’s my time motherfucker try to stop it gon’ see nine lives

(?) 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 (?) a 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 often it counts from the flow on

I’m tryin’ to handle my business full grown

This shit is on, it’s gettin’ crazy after dark

Where the real thug niggas? Here you are

We world wide mob figgaz

 

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 (nuts hang)

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 (nuts hang)

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

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

Nigga, duck down, bust first, make ’em feel somethin’

Shouldn’t shot your gun if you ain’t kill nuttin’

Nephew gotta face the devil and got four heavily armed

Outlawz did that (split they ass) heavily gone

So we 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 niggas 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 Short tape

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

That’s what you brave niggas get for fuckin’ with this

You had your chance to mob first you didn’t you missed

Just switched to fake

Napoleon be the motherfuckin’ last nigga with the gat to break

The last to fade, earthquake aftershock, is what you got

Fuckin’ with niggas 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

 

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 (nuts hang)

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 (nuts hang)

 

World wide motherfuckin’ mob figgaz

Weed smokin’, gun-totin’, drinkin’

Ridin’ on our motherfuckin’ enemies

Y’all know how we do it

World wide mob figgaz

World wide mob figgaz

 

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, squeeze the whole cartridge

Your lady called the squad and the whole sausage

Clip for Knicks, 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

 

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 (nuts hang)

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 (nuts hang)

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

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

 

Hey watch out man, look out

Known for doin’ scandalous deeds, no handlin’ me

And nah, it ain’t the drugs, it’s the straight thug nigga in me

I swoop down and cause havoc

My rapid delivery is automatic, lettin’ niggas 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 niggas 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, 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 (nuts hang)

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 (nuts hang)

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

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

 

Ayo, get that motherfucker right there

Ayo, K, pull out on that motherfucker and blast

Yo Mo, get over there, get over there

Ayo Malc, get ’em

Ayo bust on ‘em mother fuckers

Hey bust on ’em, bust on that nigga

Ayo Yak, c’mon, Fatal, let’s get the f*ck outta here

F*ck them niggas

West Coast nigga, West Coast

World wide mother fuckin’ mob figgaz, nigga

We thug life

Nigga know what time it is

Get the f*ck out of here

You ain’t dead! You ain’t dead, nigga, come on

Hey come the f*ck on

We out nigga, Westsiiide!

Outlaw Riders, biatch