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MOBB DEEP lyrics : "G.o.d. Pt. Iii (Remix)"

[Havoc]
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 %#@!
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 St.Ides 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 G.O.D. 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


[Prodigy]
Infamous entaprisez, surprise kid

get up on that $$# like a virus
live in the flesh its the freshest flyest connaivenest
violatin ^!$$%s you dont wanna $#&@ 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 %#@! is supposed to be
most of yall rhyme ^!$$%s just disgust me

^!$$% P thugly eruptly $#&@ thee, comin wit nuff G
you and SP $#&@ that regulate my way thru black
move the crowd even like this or even wit that

I kick thug raps, for my ^!$$%s in pants
rocked the same gear for years guzzilin beers
yo son, I hear alot a ^!$$%s 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 ^!$$% face bent

but still carrying gats goin for his
what the deal....you know the drill


Chorus/Outro(Singing)

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