Taylor Made

[Chorus: The Game] Let me introduce you to the Taylor Gang That's my nigga Wiz and I’m Chuck Taylor mane We both known in our hoods like Chuck Taylors mane 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... [Verse 1: The Game] 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: "Whaddup 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... [Chorus: The Game] Let me introduce you to the Taylor Gang That's my nigga Wiz and I’m Chuck Taylor mane We both known in our hoods like Chuck Taylors mane 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... [Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa] 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 customers 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... [Chorus: The Game] Let me introduce you to the Taylor Gang That's my nigga Wiz and I’m Chuck Taylor mane We both known in our hoods like Chuck Taylors mane 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...