2pac - World Wide Mob Figgaz (OG) lyrics

[Sample from Goodfellas Movie] [Verse 1: Big Syke] Picture me soundin' like the world wide mob figure Whoo-riders this Syke, call me that n***a The wigga, connection flex from Ingle-Watts to Texas Ridin' coast to coast heated in a Lexus Out the gutter, born to smuggle K-ball sag so much you can see my drawers Let me ball if I can, I know I can-can If somebody ask you tell 'em that you the man Congregation expand across thug lands Built an army, so don't ever try to harm me s**a free, suga flee, want it be Please stay the hell away from me I don't want to cheat no mo' But you did when yo a** was broke and po' [Sample from Goodfellas Movie] [Verse 2: E.D.I. Mean] Now when you say, "world wide," please understand it Cause we got a whole nation of homies and Outlawz that we mash with Cash respect, in a large abundance and the G's I roll Come with the game to maintain the funk gets [?] soldiers dismantle the road of this What happened to the women's who be jaw jackin'? Paper stackin' is accomplished by putting out bomb sh** On top of our game is where we stay forever poppin' [Sample from Scarface Movie] [Interlude: 2Pac] World wide motherf**ing mob figures Weed smoking, gun toting, drinking Riding on our motherf**ing enemies [Sample from Reservoir Dogs Movie] [Verse 3: Kastro] Ever since a tod it been evident to me Runnin' the block would be heaven sent and very relevant That was better then, that's a won't be, never now Don't be jealous now, I'm on a world wide level Being told it's on after I flow across the globe Mobbin' like Robin Hood, for my gold, like it's Oak I hold my load down all the way like the brown World wide mob figure on a ride me and my n***as clown [Sample from Reservoir Dogs Movie] [Verse 4: 2Pac] Known for doing scandalous deeds, no handlin' me And nah, it ain't the d**, it's the straight thug n***a in me I swoop down and cause havoc My rapid delivery is automatic, lettin' n***as have it I've been labelled as a thug n***a Since they don't sell my sh** to white folks Ship it to the drug dealers And catch a—catch a n***a world wide A f**in' mob figga West coast, who-ride When we rob n***as 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