Lyrical Breakdown of World Wide Mob Figgaz - Album Version - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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• Lyric Overview: Witness how 2Pac weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "World Wide Mob Figgaz - Album Version" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
• Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that 2Pac employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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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 World wide mob figga let me see a nigga nuts hang. World wide mob figga let me see a nigga 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 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 (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!