8Ball & MJG - Relax And Take Notes (feat. Notorious B.I.G. & Project Pat)

[Hook: Notorious B.I.G.] Relax and take notes while I take tokes of the marijuana smoke Relax and take notes gun smoke gun 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 tokes of the marijuana smoke Relax and take notes gun smoke gun smoke I just want the paper I just want the paper I just want the paper I just want the paper [Verse: 8Ball] M.E.M.P.H.I.S Imma rep this hurr til I walk up on death My demise aint here dont hold your breath Cook heat over beef so Im somethin like a chef Purple kushes, my bitches wax off they pussy bushes Eat dick like its 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 never saw a day of pain or sufferin Look at my face you can tell I seen both of em I 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 il bitty Major visibility, bad boy lieutenant Black Phantom wit the black guts and Im in it [Hook: Notorious B.I.G.] [Verse: MJG] Fuck it Imma blast off, take my mask off Blow ya fuckin ass off give me the cash cause M-J-G 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 Imma track u down and pull a mufuckin rapper root Aint no way you niggas can hide I can get u in the house I can get u outside Imma load da pump up, lay down jump up Surprise everybody fittin to help me wit my come up Damn I done made, all of yall shit ya jeans This look, like it might be a job for Mr. Clean You all bootleggin nigga you’s a knock off, a imitation Local ass kingpin nigga wit a limitation You dont want no drama wit me Cause I got da ghost of Jeffrey Dona wit me [Hook: Notorious B.I.G.] [Verse: 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 Im in the ride nine million homicide Done when ya come wrong shoot suckas in tha Dome Always about the cheese didn't wanna go there He dont wanna pay me where he stay lets roll there Whats crooked as a crooked letter hump back hump back Soda cook the dope together jump back jump back Meet any weather cock it pump back pump back If ya bust it first Imma dump back dump back Down South we gon hustle to the roster crow My nose runnin still cause a nigga used to blow If pockets low I'll let ya know (dont turn around) A hair trigger that'll bust (dont make a sound) I'mma tell ya what to do (lay it on the ground) Dont be hesitatin fool (before I blow you down) [Hook: Notorious B.I.G.]