Letra Worldwide - 2Pac
[Edi] + (Bosko)(gangstaz clap yo hands)World Wide..... Outlawz(all the ladies clap yo hands)Makaveli The Don....With the homie T-Low(gangstaz clap yo hands)Felly Fel on the track.... Bosko(all the ladies clap yo hands)It's going down real big.... let's go(clap yo hands baby)[T-Low - Chorus]This is for thugz in every stateWe know that bustaz gonna hate toniteAnd World WideAint no place that we rather beLivin' it up with the family toniteAnd World Wide[Edi]We holla World WideBetter understand usSince we coming with thugs from L.A to AtlantaPut ya hands upNothin' but love from all sides of my thug cliqOutlaw ridahs them hataz aint touchin' usHittin' em up in two-double-O-twoI got dank, drank, bank, what you wanna do?Move out the way, you see us coming thruIt aint a game, it's true (uhu)We 'bout to act a foolYou know the historyAll out... ball out.... picture meRollin' and holdin' all brandsFor the victoryEdi Amin... ya know the nameDont remember me?Since it's nine-sixWorld Wide... legendary[T-Low - Chorus]This is for thugz in every stateWe know that bustaz gonna hate toniteAnd World WideAint no place that we rather beLivin' it up with the family toniteAnd World Wide[2Pac]Known for doing skandalouz deedsNo handlin' meAnd naw it aint the drugsJust the straight thug nigga in meI swoop down and cause havocMy rapid delivery is automaticLettin' niggaz have itI been labeled as a thug niggaSince they dont sell my shit to white folksShip it to the drug dealersAnd catch'a-catch'a nigga world-wideA fuc*** Mobb Figga... West Coast hoo-rideWhen we robb niggazMoney made my squad biggerBut we aint sell our soulsBustin' on our emenies, muder my foesAt my shows Imma nutLights, camera, time for actionNow get to clappin' to my cutsA World Wide Mobb Figga[T-Low - Chorus]This is for thugz in every stateWe know that bustaz gonna hate toniteAnd World WideAint no place that we rather beLivin' it up with the family toniteAnd World Wide[Bosko]Gangstaz clap yo hands (8 claps)All the ladies clap yo hands (8 claps)Gangstaz clap yo hands (8 claps)All the ladies clap yo hands (8 claps)Clap yo hands baby[Napoleon]It's so hard on meGirl pardon meI got the same spirit Pac hadHit 'em to meWhen I arrive on the dance floorI'm humpin' the floorIt's a world wide mobb thangThat's for sureGot money in my pocket nowDrivin' in a rocket nowNever hear me rap around iceI keep it undergroundO-U-T-L-A-W-Z fa sheezy(yall tryin to start the East-West beef again)Girl pleaseGet ya money young souljahTime steady wastin'I been around the world beforeI'm in JamaicaP-R... B-R.... Bahamas, plus CubaL-A to V-A and even Vancouver[Young Noble]Hey yo....I be the Young N-O... to the B-L-ELast name O-U-T-L-A-W-ZAnd I'm still Dirty Jerz reppin'Outlawz reckageGet ya dough up yallGet ya flow upPac and Yak live onDont be surprised if they show upAt ya front door with a loaded(ohh noooooo)Young Nobe it the blockWhat's poppin' homieYa can hate but ya know Pac watchin homie (uhuh)So give some love upWe stay thuggin' it upLil' homie is you thuggin' or what?Throw ya dubz upPut em real highEast, West, Dirty South, North sideOutlaw pride[T-Low - Chorus 2X]This is for thugz in every stateWe know that bustaz gonna hate toniteAnd World WideAint no place that we rather beLivin' it up with the family toniteAnd World Wide