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...