Pt. iii (remix) de Mobb Deep
Letra de Pt. iii (remix)
Yeah yeah
Lime bacardi(no doubt) heavely bent peep my mission 
Have the chicks trippin the eddie bauer expedition 
Uptown hit the pet shop 
Hit the tele crown plaza proceed to wreck shop 
Had the shorties starvin gotti finessed the dutchie 
Unraveled the leaf heave the gut like a phillie 
Now we politicin layin g while they listenin 
Its a mobb thang aint no time for intermission son 
Im thru wit mines play my part where i fit 
Schemes of gettin rich never eat where i shit 
Whats the drilly really, wanna be thugs constantly kill me 
Never had my phd, im just being me 
Speakin in general, where beef i gotta settle now 
You know the clik, never had to switch files 
Bent off the chase you down wit cristals 
Count this muddy collect loot from loud 
Then i bow, forever in this the war crowd 
Bless all my sons that hold me down 
Keep it real wit me i keep it real wit you 
Keep it in the fam, and got our eyes on you 
Chorus 
Its the father part 3, 
Q-b-c sip lime bacardi 
Heavy on the wrist cube link my ice ring 
Drama we bring yo thats a small thing 
Infamous entaprisez, surprise kid 
Get up on that ass like a virus 
Live in the flesh its the freshest flyest connaivenest 
Violatin niggas you dont wanna fuck wit 
Im stuck wit my peoples and they stuck wit me 
Anybody in my crew would get bucked for me 
And i damned sure will take a slug for thee 
We rep the q-b-c fromn the n-y-c 
Let me show you how this rap shit is supposed to be 
Most of yall rhyme niggas just disgust me 
Nigga p thugly eruptly fuck thee, comin wit nuff g 
You and sp fuck that regulate my way thru black 
Move the crowd even like this or even wit that 
I kick thug raps, for my niggas in pants 
Rocked the same gear for years guzzilin beers 
Yo son, i hear alot a niggas call theyself infamous 
Lets sit back and take a look at this, respect this 
We be the most infamous livin reckless 
We'll undress kids , come on pop the necklace 
To go against my mobb would be senseless 
You must gotta deathwish 
You simp kid you really in this my nigga face bent 
But still carrying gats goin for his 
What the know the drill 
Chorus/outro(singing)
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