Relax And Take Notes

(feat. project pat)

[chorus:]

Relax and take notes

While i take totes of the marjuana smoke

Relax and take notes

Dont smoke, dont smoke... i just want the paper

I just want the paper, i just want the paper, i just want the paper

Relax and take notes

While i take totes of the marjuana smoke

Relax and take notes

Dont smoke, dont smoke... i just want the paper

I just want the paper, i just want the paper, i just want the paper

[verse 1: 8ball]

M-e-m-p-h-i-s i'mma rep this here 'till i walk up on death

My demise ain't here don't hold your breath

Cook heat over beef so i'm somethin' like a chef

Purple kushes my bitches wax off they pussy bushes

Eat dick like it's delicious and grant a pimp wishes

She dig my country talkin' she say i sound funny

Embassy suites sittin' on the bed countin' money

Illegal hustlin' dirty money mustlin'

Spend it like i neva saw a day of pain or sufferin'

Look at my face you can tell i seen both of them stick

In move do my biz get my doe and dip my chronic habit

Heavy weed man in every city

My money big so my airplane lil' bitty

Major visibilty bad boy lietunant black phantom

Wit the black guts and i'm in it

[chorus]

[verse 2: mjg]

Fuck it i'mma blast off take my mask off

Blow ya fucking ass off

Give me the cash cause mjg not playin' no games

If you not speakin' good dont be sayin' my name

Nigga no it aint ok wit u within a day or two

Ima track you down and pull a motherfuckin rapearoo

Aint no way u niggas can hide i can get u in the house

I can get u outside ima looad da pump up lay down jump up

Surprise everybody fittin 2 help me wit my come up

Damn i den made all of yall shit ya jeans

Dis look like it might be a job for mr. clean

You ole bootleggin nigga yous a knock off a imitation local ass kingpen nigga

Wit a limitation you dont want no drama wit me

Cause i got da ghost of jeffrey doma wit me!

[chorus]

[verse 3: project pat]

Suckas wanna see me fall fall

Like a ton of bricks it'll never happen dawg

Project pat'll play it slick flick

When i'm in the ride nine-milli homicide

Done when ya come wrong

Shoot suckas in tha dome

Always about tha cheese

Didn't wanna go there he don't wanna pay me

Where he stay lets roll there

What's crooked as a crooked letter hump back hump back

Soda cook tha dope together jump back jump back

Meet any weather cock it pump back pump back

If ya bust it first i'mma dump back dump back

Down south we gonna hustle to tha roster crow

My nose runnin' still cause a nigga used to blow

If pockets low

I'll let ya know (don't turn around)

A hair trigger that'll bust (don't make a sound)

I'mma tell ya what to do (lay it on tha ground)

Don't be hesitatin' fool (before i blow you down)