The Game Feat. Wiz Khalifa - Taylor Made

Let me introduce you to the Taylor gang

Thats my n-gga Wiz and I’m Chuck Taylor mayne

We both known in our hoods like Chuck Taylors mayne

We get high, f-ck hoes, and roll paper planes

Cause we Taylor made, we the Taylor gang

Blowing smoke into the face of those haters mane

We all stars in the hood like Chuck Taylors mane

Sso throw it up and keep repping the Taylor gang, if you Taylor made

I wake up in the morning to Red Converse

Dre Beats on, listening to Bomb first

You got a hangover n-gga, mine’s worse

Haze got me kicking knowledge like a Nas verse

Shit be complicated like out of towners

trying to understand why we say waddup Blood

but we not related

Thats how Compton made it,

so don’t run around yelling Soo Woo without a Chuck Taylor confirmation

On that documentary sh-t I shocked the nation

Muhammad Ali shit like I boxed in Vegas

When it come to beef sh-t, n-gga I’m the greatest

I knew I was next the night they shot Pac in Vegas

I aint a killer but don’t push me

I see a bitch looking, I’mma end up in her p-ssy

See ya later, f-ck haters, cause bitch we Taylors

Bitch we major

Let me introduce you to the Taylor gang

Thats my n-gga Wiz and I’m Chuck Taylor mayne

We both known in our hoods like Chuck Taylors mayne

We get high, f-ck hoes, and roll paper planes

Cause we Taylor made, we the Taylor gang

Blowing smoke into the face of those haters mane

We all stars in the hood like Chuck Taylors mane

Sso throw it up and keep repping the Taylor gang, if you Taylor made

Probably heard I’m the tightest

And I heard that you never smoked so I rolled it, you light it

And I heard that you liked it

And I welcome you to my world you’ve been cordially invited

Now I got the whole world excited

Know every word when they heard that I write it

Know I can f-ck every girl cause my jewelry the brightest, and my herb is the lightest

Some n-ggas mad I made it, blame it all on perfect timing

I say I made it big cause I stuck to the cursive writing

These n-ggas rather be a has-been then not be famous at all

I learned you ain’t really gotta be famous to ball

I’m hustling hard, and turning bitches to custumers soon as they get in front of us,

Bad hoes after the shows rushing up

Baby them n-ggas clowns talk down but they look up to us

May look the same but I’m nothing like them suckas

So f-ck what them n-ggas sayin’ and keep reppin’ the gang