โหลดเพลง mp3 Taylor Gang ((Explicit)) - Wiz Khalifa

Taylor Gang - Wiz Khalifa (维兹·卡利法)/Chevy Woods
Lyrics by：Cameron Thomaz/Kevin Woods/Lexus Lewis
Yeah
Taylor gang
Taylor gang
Taylor gang
Taylor gang
Taylor gang
Taylor gang
Taylor gang
Taylor gang
You know I'm reppin' Taylor
On my way from cali
So you know I'm smokin' flavor
Ain't f**kin' with blunts
You know we only smokin' paper
And I throw it up
So that you know just what my name is
Muthaf**k a hater
Left the crib with 10 grand bought a hundred pair
I'm the coach I can show you how to be a player
5 faces the fitted b***hes love my hair
Camo shorts go with anything I wanna wear
The let me in the club f**k a dress code
Me and all my n***as rollin' up the best smoke
O G kush from the west coast
Oh you down to f**k
Well shorty let's go
Diamonds in my chain n***as tryna steal my lane
Tryna get my brain b***h I'm reppin' Taylor gang
Smoke 'til I'm insane drinkin' 'til I'm throwin' up
Only papers if you Taylor'd n***a throw it up
High socks low cuts
Smell that good w**d than you know it's us
That yellow car pulling up
Them 'nggas ain't hot so they close to us
Down to fly ya two fingers and hold 'em up
Taylor gang Taylor gang Taylor gang Taylor gang
Taylor gang Taylor gang Taylor gang Taylor gang
You know I'm reppin' Taylor
On my way from cali so you know I'm smokin' flavor
Ain't f**kin' with blunts you know we only smokin' paper
And I throw it up
So that you know just what my name is
Muthaf**k a hater
Bought a crib like scarface's
This is my world
All my 'n***as down to bang but we can try worse
Smoking ounces to the head 'til my lam twirls
I'm the mayor and my b***h look like a fly girl
Topic of discussion talk s**t
'Cause they b***hes love us
Plus them ni**as suckas I got that in living color
All my cars are different colors
All my broads are different colors
All I do is f**k 'em once
And I don't call or give 'em numbers
Rolex more sex good w**d no stress
Run my town arms chest
Lift weights bowflex
Throw your set up
What you rep when you twistin' ya fingers
Real recognize real and my nig you a stranger
Got a bank full of scrilla a brain full of papers
Got a phone full of hoes and a gang full of Taylors
Taylor gang Taylor gang Taylor gang Taylor gang
Taylor gang Taylor gang Taylor gang Taylor gang
You know I'm reppin' Taylor
On my way from cali
So you know I'm smokin' flavor
Ain't f**kin' with blunts
You know we only smokin' paper
And I throw it up
So that you know just what my name is
Muthaf**k a hater
You see me out I rep my gang
Used serve that John Mccain that John Mccain
Hold up they don't know my name
Chevy who chevy who
Look at all that s**t them dollars do
Gettin' all this money wit you know who
It's Taylor gang over you
We poppin' bottles gang signs
All my ni**as gang signs
Rollin' up gang signs
N***as trippin' bang time
Hold up what they say 'bout us
Same 'n***as gotta get the ok 'bout stuff
They ain't in the same league
They don't play like us
No stems no seeds keep that rolled up
Bang on them hoes we does that
Socket work I just had a plug for that
Get your Taylor on
Hold for whatever you rep
Throwin' up the gang 4800 still reppin' a set
Got these 'n***as trippin'
And these b***hes too
They just haters though
No matter what we do
What up cuh on the left side
It's Taylor gang and that's or die
Chevy
Taylor gang Taylor gang Taylor gang Taylor gang
Taylor gang Taylor gang Taylor gang Taylor gang
You know I'm reppin' Taylor
On my way from cali
So you know I'm smokin' flavour
Ain't f**kin' with blunts
You know we only smokin' paper
And I throw it up
So that you know just what my name is
Muthaf**k a hater