2Pac – World Wide Dime Piece aka Bitchez (OG) Greg Nice, Capital LS, Asu, Snoop Doggy Dogg
Date : June 15, 1996
Recorded : Can-Am Studios, Tarzana, California for ”One Nation” Album
Producer : Capital LS
Lyric :
[Good Fellaz: Henry Hill]
For us to live any other way was nuts (world wide mob figgaz)
Uh, to us, those goody-good people
Who worked shitty jobs for bum paychecks (world wide mob figgaz)
And took the subway to work every day and worried about their bills were dead
I mean they were suckers
They had no balls
If we wanted something, we just took it (world wide mob figgaz)
If anyone complained twice they got hit so bad
Believe me, they never complained again (world wide mob figgaz)
[Big Syke]
Picture me sounding like the world wide mobb figga
Whoo-ridahs this is Syke, call me that nigga
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 draws
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
Building armies, so don’t ever try to harm me
Sucka 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 ass was broke and po
[Good Fellaz: clip Tommy + Henry Hill]
Tommy, no, you got it all wrong
Oh, no, Anthony. He’s a big boy, he knows what he said
What did ya say? Funny how?
Just – What?
Just, ya know, you’re funny
You mean, let me understand this
Cause, ya know maybe it’s me, I’m a little fucked up maybe (world wide mob figgaz)
But I’m funny how? I mean funny like I’m a clown?
I amuse you? I make you laugh (world wide mob figgaz)
I’m here to fuckin’ amuse you?
What do you mean funny? (world wide mob figgaz)
Funny how?
How am I funny?
Just… you know, how you tell the story, y’know (world wide mob figgaz)
(Haha)
[E.D.I. Amin]
Now when we 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 with come with the game to maintain
The funk gets handle, cause the soldiers dismantle the road of this
What happenend to the womens who be jaw jackin’
Paper stackin’ is accomplished by puttin’ out bomb shit
On top of our game is where we stay forever poppin’
[Scarface: clip Manolo + Tony]
Just remember last year at this time we were in a fucking cage, okay?
You remember, I’d like to forget that
I say be happy with what you got
You be happy. Me, I want what’s coming to me
What’s coming to you?
The world, chico… and everything in it.
[Tupac]
World wide motherfuckin mob figgaz
Weed smokin, gun-totin, drinkin
Ridin on our motherfuckin enemies
Y’all know how we do it
[Reservoir Dogs]
Have you lost your fuckin’ mind?
Joe, you’re making a terrible mistake. I’m not gonna let you make it
Come on, guys! Nobody wants this! We’re supposed to be fucking professionals!
(World wide mob figgaz)
Alright look, its been quite along time, a lot of jobs (world wide mob figgaz)
No need for this man,(world wide mob figgaz) let’s just put our guns down
(world wide mob figgaz) And lets settle this, with a fucking conversation
Joe, (world wide mob figgaz) you killin me you die next
Repeat you killin me you die next
[Kastro]
Ever since a tod, had been ever did to me
Runnin’ the block would be heaven sent and very relevant
That was better then, that’s won’t be never now
Don’t be jealous now, I’m on a world wide level
Being told it’s on, about to unfold, across the globe
Mobbin’ like Robin Hood, for my gold, like it’s Oak
I hold my load down all the way like the ground
World wide mobb figga on a ride me and my niggas clown
[Reservoir Dogs]
What happens if the manager won’t give you the diamonds?
When you’re dealing with a store like this, they’re insured up the ass
They’re not supposed to give you any resistance whatsoever
If you get a customer, or an employee, who thinks he’s Charles Bronson
Take the butt of your gun and smash their nose in
Drops them right to the floor, everybody jumps
He falls down screaming, blood squirts out of his nose
Freaks everybody out
Nobody says fucking shit after that
[Tupac]
Known for doing scandalouz deeds
No handlin’ me, and naw it ain’t the drugs
It’s just the straight thug nigga in me
I swoop down and cause havoc
My rapid delivery is automatic, lettin’ niggas have it
I been labeled 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’ mobb figga
West coast whoo-ride, when we rob niggas
Money made my squad bigger, but we ain’t sell our souls
So 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 mobb figga
[Reservoir Dogs]
I’m blind, man. I’m fucking blind
You’re not blind, you’ve just got blood in your eyes
[Outro: sirens and Tupac talking]
Eh yo, bust on them muthafuckaz
Eh, bust on them bust on them
Eh yo, Yak, come on Fatal
Lets get the fuck outta here
Fuck them niggaz, westcoast nigga westcoast
World wide muthafuckin mob figgaz
Nigga, thuglife, niggaz know what time it is
Let’s get the fuck outta here
(yo check this out)
E.D. then, E.D then nigga come on
(let’s go)
Eh, come the fuck on
We out nigga, westside
Outlaw ridahs, be-atch
