Wiz Khalifa, The Game - Taylor Made lyrics
Wiz Khalifa [Cameron Jibril Thomaz] Minot, North Dakota/Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Wiz Khalifa, The Game - Taylor Made lyrics]
Let me introduce you to the Taylor gang
That's my nigga Wiz and
I'm Chuck Taylor mayne
We both known in our hoods
Like Chuck Taylors mayne
We get high, fuck 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
So 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 nigga, 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
That's how Compton made it
So don't run around yelling Soo Woo
Without a Chuck Taylor confirmation
On that documentary shit I shocked the nation
Muhammad Ali shit like I boxed in Vegas
When it come to beef shit
Nigga I'm the greatest
I knew I was next the night
They shot Pac in Vegas
I ain't a killer but don't push me
I see a bitch looking
I'mma end up in her pussy
See ya later, fuck haters
Cause bitch we Taylors
Bitch we major
Let me introduce you to the Taylor gang
That's my nigga Wiz and
I'm Chuck Taylor mayne
We both known in our hoods
Like Chuck Taylors mayne
We get high, fuck 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 fuck every girl
Cause my jewelry the brightest
And my herb is the lightest
Some niggas mad I made it
Blame it all on perfect timing
I say I made it big cause
I stuck to the cursive writing
These niggas 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 niggas clowns talk down but
They look up to us
May look the same but I'm
Nothing like them suckas
So fuck what them niggas sayin'
And keep reppin' the gang
That's my nigga Wiz and
I'm Chuck Taylor mayne
We both known in our hoods
Like Chuck Taylors mayne
We get high, fuck 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
So 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 nigga, 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
That's how Compton made it
So don't run around yelling Soo Woo
Without a Chuck Taylor confirmation
On that documentary shit I shocked the nation
Muhammad Ali shit like I boxed in Vegas
When it come to beef shit
Nigga I'm the greatest
I knew I was next the night
They shot Pac in Vegas
I ain't a killer but don't push me
I see a bitch looking
I'mma end up in her pussy
See ya later, fuck haters
Cause bitch we Taylors
Bitch we major
Let me introduce you to the Taylor gang
That's my nigga Wiz and
I'm Chuck Taylor mayne
We both known in our hoods
Like Chuck Taylors mayne
We get high, fuck 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 fuck every girl
Cause my jewelry the brightest
And my herb is the lightest
Some niggas mad I made it
Blame it all on perfect timing
I say I made it big cause
I stuck to the cursive writing
These niggas 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 niggas clowns talk down but
They look up to us
May look the same but I'm
Nothing like them suckas
So fuck what them niggas sayin'
And keep reppin' the gang