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PERFORMING ARTISTS
2Pac
2Pac
Vocals
Greg Dalton
Greg Dalton
Guitar
Outlawz
Outlawz
Performer
Ta'He
Ta'He
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
E.D.I
E.D.I
Songwriter
Johnny J.
Johnny J.
Songwriter
Napoleon
Napoleon
Songwriter
Tupac Shakur
Tupac Shakur
Songwriter
Young Noble
Young Noble
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Johnny J.
Johnny J.
Producer
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer
Danny Krouzian
Danny Krouzian
Assistant Engineer
I. Boxill
I. Boxill
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

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
What? Uh, uh
Put your hands up, rich **** 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 **** 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 ****, it's getting crazy after dark, where the real thug **** see ya are?
We world wide mob figgaz
We got **** 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 **** 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 **** nuts hang (nutz hang, nutz hang,)
World wide mob figga let me see a **** nuts hang (nutz hang, nutz hang,)
World wide mob figga let me see a **** nuts hang
**** 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 **** 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 **** 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 **** with the gat to break
The last of fate, earthquake aftershock, is what you got
Fuckin with **** 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
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
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 **** 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 **** 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 **** 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 **** nuts hang (nutz hang, nutz hang,)
World wide mob figga let me see a **** nuts hang (nutz hang, nutz hang,)
World wide mob figga let me see a **** nuts hang
Hey watch out man, look out
Known for doin scandalous deeds, no handlin me
And nah it aint the drugs it's the straight thug **** in me
I swoop down and cause havoc
My rapid delivery, is automatic lettin **** have it
I've been labelled as a thug ****
Since they don't sell my shit to white folks
Ship it to the drug dealers
And catch a catch a **** world wide
A fuckin mob figga West coast, who-ride
When we rob **** 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 **** on the front line living it up
We got ladies in the back street giving it up
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 ****
Hey yo Yak, c'mon, Fatal, lets get the fuck outta here
Fuck them ****
West Coast ****, West Coast
World wide mother fucking mob figgaz ****
We thug life
**** know what time it is
Get the fuck out of here
Any day, any day ****, come on
Hey come the fuck on
We out ****, westside!
Outlaw ridahs biatch!
Written by: 2Pac, E.D.I, Johnny Jackson, Malcolm Greenidge, Mutah Beale, Rufus Cooper, Tyruss Himes
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