World Wide Mob Figgaz lyrics

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Above the Law


[Intro: 2Pac & E.D.I Mean]
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 n*ggas is jealous cats
What, what?

[Verse 1: E.D.I. Mean]
Uhh, Uhh, now put them hands up
Rich n*ggas throw the grands up, and what?
I gotta prosecute to get what's mine in the nine lime
It's my time motherf*cker try to stop it gon' see nine lives
[?] that's all I see when I open up
Baby girl, f*ckin' 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 di*k on her
O.U.T.L.A.W.Z
You f*ckin' with a n*gga 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 sh*t is on, it's gettin' crazy after dark
Where the real thug n*ggas? Here you are
We world wide mob figgaz
[Hook: Young Noble]
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 n*gga 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 n*gga nuts hang (nuts hang)
World wide mob figga, let me see a n*gga nuts hang (nuts hang)
World wide mob figga, let me see a n*gga nuts hang

[Verse 2: Napoleon]
n*gga, 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 n*ggas weak, in a motherf*ckin' way it's so pitiful
I'll leave you motherf*ckers critical
We heard the slick sh*t you said on f*ckin' Too Short tape
But you only stepped your way into an early wake, early grave
That's what you brave n*ggas get for f*ckin' with this
You had your chance to mob first you didn't you missed
Just switched to fake
Napoleon be the motherf*ckin' last n*gga with the gat to break
The last to fade, earthquake aftershock, is what you got
f*ckin' with n*ggas that give a damn about hip-hop
This how it go in our family
Cause this Outlaw sh*t is what we stand for gradually
We world wide mob figgaz
[Hook: Young Noble]
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 n*gga 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 n*gga nuts hang (nuts hang)

[Collision: 2Pac]
World wide motherf*ckin' mob figgaz
Weed smokin', gun-totin', drinkin'
Ridin' on our motherf*ckin' enemies
Y'all know how we do it
World wide mob figgaz
World wide mob figgaz

[Verse 3: 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, squeeze the whole cartridge
Your lady called the squad and the whole sausage
Clip for [?], 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 n*gga 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*ckin' yourself off
Don't you know not to go against the Outlawz
[Hook: Young Noble]
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 n*gga 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 n*gga nuts hang (nuts hang)
World wide mob figga, let me see a n*gga nuts hang (nuts hang)
World wide mob figga, let me see a n*gga nuts hang (nuts hang)

[Verse 4: 2Pac]
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 n*gga in me
I swoop down and cause havoc
My rapid delivery is automatic, lettin' n*ggas have it
I've been labelled as a thug n*gga
Since they don't sell my sh*t to white folks
Ship it to the drug dealers
And catch a—catch a n*gga world wide
A f*ckin' mob figga West coast, who-ride
When we rob n*ggas 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

[Hook: Young Noble]
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 n*gga 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 n*gga nuts hang (nuts hang)
World wide mob figga, let me see a n*gga nuts hang (nuts hang)
World wide mob figga, let me see a n*gga nuts hang (nuts hang)

[Collision: 2Pac]
Ayo, get that motherf*cker right there
Ayo, K, pull out on that motherf*cker and blast
Yo Mo, get over there, get over there
Ayo Malc, get 'em
Ayo bust on ‘em mother f*ckers
Hey bust on 'em, bust on that n*gga
Ayo Yak, c'mon, Fatal, let’s get the f*ck outta here
f*ck them n*ggas
West Coast n*gga, West Coast
World wide mother f*ckin' mob figgaz, n*gga
We thug life
n*gga know what time it is
Get the f*ck out of here
You ain't dead! You ain't dead, n*gga, come on
Hey come the f*ck on
We out n*gga, Westsiiide!
Outlaw Riders, biatch
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