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Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
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"The Play"

"The Play"


Tell you about these Taylor
Niggas that I ride for

We get it on our own
Real niggas in the struggle you're not alone
We ain't have any major label backin'
Just me and my niggas and we made sure we was crackin'
The biggest squad get the biggest check
Ask around, we the last real niggas left
And there ain't nobody like us
Knew that we was on but the city didn't like us
Fuck your roll, made our own path
Grew up low class I ain't go to class
Front on the gang and it won't last
You get no pass, ain't no goin' back

You wouldn't have a clue
It's like I wouldn't have any idea what it feels like to be you

When you work hard for everything you got
They can't come take it
When you go back on sayin' you'll keep your word
You can't unbreak it
When we was in that inseporable they couldn't see us ballin'
Perfect record, now my team is flawless
Victory nigga, promise I go hard til you sick of me
For my squad, I give all of my energy
Make it hard not to remember me
Want it all, not just a little piece
We really started from nothin'
No handouts dog, we really got it from nothin'
You niggas got it from stuntin', got it from frontin'
Light up a J, I'mma roll up an onion
 
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Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
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"The Race"

"The Race"


[Verse 1]
The World turning, the weed burning
Them haters talking, I keep earning
Know some will say that life's a bitch
Well I'ma keep flirtin and fuck that bitch for the money and Louie V purchases
Old folks jock my car cause they know just what this is
Niggas felxin' hard with no bars, they got weak service
Keep verses, Mortal Kombat
Look at my ring, if I ain't ballin' bitch then what you call that
Nothing but net, ain't back cause i never left.
I did everything right nigga better yet
Rolling bomb for the niggas that's around us
Something like a contractor building from the ground up
Now just
Twist up this weed
Realize that you are in the presence of a G
Don't fuck up my paper meaning my cheese
Or the ones I use to roll up my trees
Fuck it, you know what I mean

[Chorus]
I'm riding round, smoking good, music so loud
Kinda do my thing, no disrespect to the niggas before me
Some smile up in your face but then they don't on the low
Now I just stunt on my own
Now I just stunt on my own

I'm in a race, and taking the winners place
No foot on the brakes
One the best, homie that's what they call me
It's lonely at the top, got no company so
Now I just stunt on my own
Now I just stunt on my own

[Verse 2]
See me, when I'm alone, wishing they could fuck with me
My ex calling my phone, wishing she could stunt with me
But I'm just riding dog, doing a buck fifty
Stunting like Jet Li, boat houses and Jet Ski's
Thirty on the flight, ice like the Gretsky's
My dime pieces only recognise the best tree's
Treat 'em like I don't need 'em boy, you best believe
You in her face, I let her breath

From debated on, to waited on
From hated on, to the nigga they put they cake up on
Cause we are, Young Movie stars
Cause we are, Young Movie stars

[Chorus]

(Ooooooh, oooh, ooo-oo-oooooh)
(Ooooooh, oooh, ooo-oo-oooooh)
(Ooooooh, oooh, ooo-oo-oooooh)

[Verse 3]
O-ooo-oh, now I just stunt on my own
Bitches ain't say shit to me but now they won't leave me alone
Used to walk the other way
But now they all come to my home
And they calling my phone, cause my paper was looong
Nothing, they ain't singing my song
Get hired up, if they want than I bring them along
We flying up, now you want me to take it all off
Want me to take it all off

Tell a bitch I'ma ball and I'ma buy a new crib for my niggas n all
Cause I remember days we'd sit and pictured it all
Nigga swear I'd leave or pictured I'd fall
Counting reasons why they hate, your bitch think I'm a star
Cause we are, young, gifted, not to mention out here making muthafucking millions
Yeah, I said it, muthafucking millions
Got my money up, I'm in the building

[Chorus]
 
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Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
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"The Rain"

"The Rain"


[Intro:]
Nigga like me smoke weed everyday
Nigga like me high all the time
Shut the fuck up man
It's Taylor's! Ugh

[Verse 1:]
One shot, one kill, what the deal?
Learned this from my OG, shit is real
Made niggas, paid niggas, all around
One phone call, brr, it's going down
Clique full of psychos, goon in some tight clothes
Need my paper straight, no typos
Right flows, but really I don't write
I'm in the studio all night
Make sure the shit you call your dream is what I really call my life
From my city, Harlem Nights, you niggas silly - this the 'burg
Not Philly, shout them niggas though that wheelie on them bikes
These niggas fans, they just sit in
Talk about plans they ain't been in
Even rock brands they don't fit in
Ain't got to go to France, spend 100 bands
Gotta understand, damn!

[Hook:]
I can't stand fake niggas
I can't stand fake niggas
I can't stand fake niggas

[Verse 2:]
Walk it how I talk it, if I roll it, I'm a spark it
If she bad, I tell her park it - I'm a hit it like a target
Oh shit! He blowing up your phone again
Must [?] let him know, you ain't coming home again
Leave that man alone, could be doing better
Do it on your own, could be on a jet, flying 'round the globe
Baby we gonna smoke a whole zone
Burning kush till her eyes gone
Cellphone by the remote control
When your girlfriends call, they just get the dial tone
Paper wild long
Try to draw the line between personal and business
But these niggas in their feelings like bitches
Mobbing through the trenches, always on a mission
Rules to the game, start a competition
Khalifa Kush keep me high, the world wanna speak
Broke and jail - two things I don't wanna be
You talk tough, but your click is nervous
Wash 'em up, get that quick detergent
Then we done with 'em
There's gotta be somebody to blame
It's a shame, shame, shame

[Outro:]
I can't stand fake niggas
I can't stand fake niggas
I can't stand fake niggas
What? What?
I can't stand fake niggas
I can't stand fake niggas
Fake ass, niggas, shit
Dawg, damn, woah
28 Grams, 28, and a bag in my hand
God, Damn!
Ho
Hahahahaha
Pull up, pull up, pull up
Man when my hair get long you niggas in trouble
Just warning you now
 
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Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
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"The Sleeze"

"The Sleeze"


This year I'm going insane, mental disease
Puttin' a bar up to a place, niggas can't reach
Bout to cop so many chains, lil Mr.T
The way she give me brain, she need a degree
She dropped it to the floor, she did it for cheese
Told her that I need some more, she did it with sleaze
Clique full of G's
And they go ape, don't swing through the trees
Tried, them triggers will squeeze
Did it with sleaze
And your wifey love a nigga with sleeves
Hit it and leave
I ain't stressing, when will you niggas believe
Shit is a breeze
Give me them keys

[Hook:]
Just got the newest thang, get it with ease
Hopped up out the bed, did it with sleaze
They say I run the game, literally
I walk into the bank, get it with sleaze
My car sleazy, my squad sleazy
My job sleazy, it's way too easy
Just got the newest thang, get it with ease
Hopped up out the bed, did it with sleaze

Ain't too much hustling
Get it go straight to the bank, my nigga I can't get enough of it
Ashes all over my jeans, if this shit stank then I'm puffing it
Trying to do shit just like Puff did it
Dirty ass game, ain't no loving it
That nigga hates, bitches lovin' it
They say I run the game
Got fortune, fuck the fame
My garage look like a showroom, couple ounces in my brain
Damn she fine, thick as can be
Buy me all the newest things, ma this dick ain't for free
Everywhere I go, I'm weed scented
Rock crew-necks, ripped jeans with it
Take no swag, mix sleaze with it
Take your hoe, to spend cheese with us
Everywhere I go, I'm weed scented
Rock-crew necks, ripped jeans with 'em
Take no swag, mix sleaze with it
Taylor Gang, we beast with it

[Hook]

Taylor Gang
If you a real badass, you know what the fuck I'm talking 'bout
Fuck the rules, we make our own
I'm my own boss
I count my own money
I fire the fuck outta you niggas if I feel like it
And I'm sleazy as hell
Feel me?

[Hook]
 
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Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
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30.004
"The Statement"

"The Statement"


[Wiz Khalifa]
Yeah that's it. Yeah! Uh. Where haven't we....Uh.
Know the planes and the, Taylor Gang and the...haha. Uh.

[Verse 1]
Fast cars with bad broads in 'em, I proceed to smoke these trees
And stuff piles of cheese in my 501 denim, where they bullshit begins I end them
And nope, I don't hear these niggas trippin'
Closing the cabin door and reving up all my engines
The weed is rolled, the drink is cold
It's new to you, to me it's old
C-E-O, these off brand niggas aint really the future, Ms. Cleo
High when I approach, been known, to leave weed crumbs and trails of Sour D smoke
The irony, of suckas who predicted the planes land and know they wanna fly with me
I just let it boost my confidence, roll another joint, drop pilot shit. O-K.

[Chorus]
This aint the life that we chose, but it's the life that we living
Know we belong on the top, but we aint trippin'.
'Cause we'll get there in a minute
And we'll get there in a minute, 'cause we'll get in there in a minute
Know we belong on the top but we aint trippin'.
'Cause we'll get there in a minute.

[Verse 2]
Ask me if I plan to be roof top chillin' with some pretty ass women, you'd be glad to meet
Trees stuffed in the passenger seat, charge it to my phone, 'couple changes of clothes
And the OG told me all haters expose they self, so it's best to leave it alone
Pop the cork, put the tree in the bone
Been here for a minute you niggas just catchin' on
Master of the craft, I've grown
Haters trail the path, I've flown
It's obvious, suckas talk down but we aint trippin'
Hoes fuck with us, say we different
At my hotel chillin', bad women come to fill my marijuana perscription
You niggas know the biz, it's Taylor Gang or kill him.

[Chorus]
This aint the life that we chose, but it's the life that we living
Know we belong on the top, but we aint trippin'.
'Cause we'll get there in a minute
And we'll get there in a minute, 'cause we'll get in there in a minute
Know we belong on the top but we aint trippin'.
'Cause we'll get there in a minute.
 
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Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
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30.004
"The Thrill"

"The Thrill"


Searching for the thrill of it, thrill of it,
Say that it's love, but to me it's looking counterfeit,
I get done with one and move on to another bitch
Yea college educated, she graduated
Any bill she can't front, her parents paid it
The show was far, you the only one with a car
And your girlfriends, bein that she's a big fan, of course she made it
Most girls wanna hide the fact that the thrill they chase it
But you, tonight you wanna get drunk and fuck someone famous
So I just name a time and a place and your game for it
Value player, hotel room, meet you there

[{background}:]
{Walking on a dream
How can I explain
Talking to myself}
Just travelin' the world
{Will I see again}
Tryin' different drugs and girls

{We are always running for the thrill of it, thrill of it
Always pushing up the hill searching for the thrill of it
On and on and on we are calling out and out again
Never looking down, I'm just in awe of what's in front of me}

And I'm addicted to champagne
Fuck the room we buy the hallway
Bitches I Taylor Gang that
They just wanna know where the planes at

Take the little one outta there
Or like, just turn it down
And then I'm um probably just gonna go back smoke another one in an hour
Just get real airy, fuckin' dreamy and shit

Wake up drunk go to sleep fucked up
We both amazed at what we just done
Mixin' drinks, knowin we'll regret this
Ain't been asleep yet, room service bringin' us breakfast
All this money, darlin, what else is left to do
But smoke an enjoy my presidential view
Got a swimmin pool in my living room
On stage, interviews, tons of sour, let's consume

{We are always running for the thrill of it, thrill of it
Always pushing up the hill searching for the thrill of it
On and on and on we are calling out and out again
Never looking down, I'm just in awe of what's in front of me}

And I'm addicted to champagne
Fuck the room, we buy the hallway
Bitches I Taylor Gang that
They just wanna know where the planes at

And I'm addicted to champagne
Fuck the room, we buy the hallway
Bitches I Taylor Gang that
They just wanna know where the planes at

What's this?
Burn after rollin?
Yeah, that's what it is
Until I drop the next one
It's just that

{Catch me I'm falling down
Catch me I'm falling down

Don't stop, just keep going on
I'm your shoulder lean upon
So come on, deliver from inside
All we got is tonight that is right till first light}

I'm stoned
This is what, mix tape number 6? 7?
I don't know, but um, good weeds still in the building
Your bitch still hittin me on whatever I use on the computer these days
Everything's going how it's supposed to be
Yes, Taylor Gang over everything...
 
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Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
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30.004
"This Plane"

"This Plane"


Yeah it's young Khalifa Man
Mr. Spacely
Everyone call me man
Taylor Gang or die
And this project is brought to you by
Champagne and paper planes too
Rostrum Records in this bitch
Taylor Gang, Heavy Hustle, Deal or No Deal
Yeah, bitch

I'm screaming fuck them niggas who hated
I'm money affiliated
Speculating me landing, must have got me mistaken with lame niggas
Know you gone get high as fuck as long as the planes with you
Left that major situation alone and became richer
People talking down but see me I'm the same nigga
Leave your bitch around we gone drink the champagne with her
We don't touch the ground, see a cloud with my name it
Only ez-widers, please no cigars for me and my gang
Fool, I'm a legend in these streets cause how I do my thang
And don't wear the fitted, I got the city on my chain
Oh man, still they hate and talk smack, knowing if I was gone
There'd be no throne to throw your rocks at
Cruise at maximum altitudes I'm tryna top that
So in touch with the real them suckas tryna stop that
But I, live or let die, party get high
And tell them lames to deplane or let fly

Don't know what they hate for
I'm just gettin my paper
Well, maybe they'll love me more when I'm gone
I don't wanna leave, but I need to, it's such a shame
They gon' miss this plane
They gon' miss this plane
They gon' miss this plane
They gon' miss this plane
I try to believe you, I don't wanna leave but I need to

Stuck alone in this wave race
Say I'm living too fast, don't plan on changing my pace
Got one foot on the gas, there's never a need for brakes
Smoke ez-wider's with hash, fuck bitches from out of state
Valet bringing my cars, a waiter to bring me plates
Shrimp and fillet Mignon, we celebrate buying drinks
With a couple of broads, my nigga's and who got love for me
It's lonely at the top, I'm tired of having company
Uh, so while you busy trying to fit in, I'mma stand out
And view my life through this lens to see how it pans out
Substitute teacher ass niggas, need a handout
Middle finger screaming fuck them niggas who hated
I'm money affiliated
Pop another bottle, that chronic smoke integrated
Speculating me landing must've got me mistaken
I'm speaking as the captain of the plane
You'se a runner on the jet way

Don't know what they hate for
I'm just gettin my paper
Well, maybe they'll love me more when I'm gone
I don't wanna leave, but I need to, it's such a shame
They gon' miss this plane
They gon' miss this plane
They gon' miss this plane
They gon' miss this plane
I try to believe you, I don't wanna leave but I need to
 
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Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
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30.004
"Thrown"

"Thrown"


[Chorus:]
Thown rouuouond by the wind [x3]
Thown Dowowown in a spin

[Verse 1:]
These niggaz hate me cause the streets ain't make me crazy
They raised me showed me how to win follwed in them shadows
Then I jumped up on my own 2 feet and made it happen
Figured out I'm makin rap and if not I'll take you clappin
See I'm on top of this art and on the blocks that I trout it's hotter than hot lava and rock
Fiends jerkin they got product to cop the cops searchin for the product the rock
D in the coke purple weed in my smoke
The parks where they pump out boy
Only 2 fears god and them jump out boys
I'm really heavy on the bezzie hat stay with a lean
Shot this shit with big tymers chick stay lookin mean
I'm in the coup flyin back throw the dueces to u losers
What u stupid I'm ruthless your dude is just a nuisance
Muthafucka when your top get blown and your shop get closed
Don't be so suprised told u guys that I'll leave em

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
I move the music group next to me's a few of u
But technically I'll to u dudes texas squezzin rugars too
I move the people 1 your not as hot as me no it is what it is I'm cocky but u can't stop me
Pistolvania bred flex the pistol bang your head
And if u trade some lead left in pistolvania dead
I'm still the same old guy spittin the flame
Whippin the lanes 1 thing on my mind and that's gettin the chain
My pops taught me well no way u can't prevail
If u got product and a plan then u can make it sell
So I took from that ran with it no lookin back
Coke up in my written when I spit it it get cooked to crack
I'm a have u niggaz mad at the game cause I'm snatchin up all the paper smackin up all u haters
Scrap u a baller faker a motherfuckin clone
I'm a titan in the game Wiz Khaifas to blame
I'll leave u

[Chorus]
 
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Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
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30.004
"Thuggin'"
(feat. Chevy Woods & Lavish)

"Thuggin'"
(feat. Chevy Woods & Lavish)



[Verse 1: Chevy Woods]
I hear these niggas just rappin'
I'm jewelry diamond, I'm ganged out
My niggas don't be no talkin'
Y'all niggas giving them names out
I'm Taylor Gang and you know it
Get it back fast so I blow it
Light frames on so I'm focused
Will in that hardtop and I'm loaded
Yeah them diamonds dancing, no disco
Chicken ordered, no crisco
My nigga David Blaine your chick
Disappear like, "Where did my bitch go?"
Them cars out in my gang too
Don't Tony Hawk and I skate through
If you bugged out they gon' spray you
One to the temple, won't say who
We caked up and them cars cost
That wine great and that weed's strong
You can tell the people what the fuck you want
But you ain't on the type of shit that we on
And that's word to that seventh letter
Gang shit, bang bitch, nobody do it better

[Hook: Wiz Khalifa x2]
All we doing is ballin'
Going hard trying to win that game
All we doing is stackin'
Early morning, we gettin' that change
All we doing is hustlin'
On the job you lookin' lame
All we doing is thuggin'
You one of us then you doing the same

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
All we doin' is stuntin'
Paid the cars now I'm doin' my thing
Push to start my button
95 when I'm in that lane
Kush to roll by the onion
Smokin' ounces up to my brain
Young nigga just thuggin'
2Pac all eyes on me
My car collection is crazy
Kush connection is Manny
Watch collection is classic
Want me there then you pay me
All my niggas get ratchet
Engine fast so don't race me
Money stretched like gymnastics
Fuck it, paper or plastic
Niggas talkin' that money
Come to find out they actin'
Niggas talk like they gangsters
They ain't 'bout no action
If I'm up in your club
Believe I got that sack in
My niggas all packed in
That money we stackin'

[Hook x2]

[Verse 3: Lavish]
All I know is win
Rolling papers and gin
Poppin' out of two-doors
Windows 5 percent
They know what it is
When a nigga ride by ya
Brought ya niggas all with me
Man they might fire
Smoking on that fire
Through my supplier
Probably got it for some medical
Still blowin' on medical
Nigga see you stuntin' lookin' at you on some hatin' shit
I just roll up on him like I would on some player shit
Man around the way, I call it that mayor shit
Nigga know who my gang be, bands up, turn crazy
Bands is on me, she dancin' on me
My hammer showin', no niggas drawin'
Fans is on me eatin' shrimp and lobsters
Roll with nothing but them monsters

[Hook x2]
 
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Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
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30.004
"Time"

"Time"


[Intro:]
Yeah
Who else you know smoke a half pound in seven days nigga
Drew on the boards
E on the beat
Uhhhh haaahaaahahaaha
And I'm just doing
What I usually do man
Sticking to the script
No new lines

[Verse 1:]
I spend a lot of nights thinking
How did I make it this far
I spend money every chance I get
Cause God damn I work hard
Play here to take care of the family
But how was I supposed to know
If I don't take care of myself huhh
Then how am I supposed to grow
Still rollin my 0s, and all of my fans, they all at my shows
They rollin them pins and counting up all of them grams
We smoking 'til all of it's gone
Just bought a new crib and there's not enough space to fit all of my clothes

[Hook:]
I'm just riding out in my ride
Smoking weed while I drive
Flying like we were time
Smoking weed while I drive

[Verse 2:]
I spend a lot of days thinking
I hope this never gets old
Then I realize I'm on vacation
Somewhere it never gets cold
Some criticize decisions that I made
But fuck was I supposed to do
Long as I'm on everything is straight
Plus all my niggas on too
So you can't tell us nothing
Not a thing no discussion
You can smell what I'm smoking
Know its dank that I'm puffin
Kinda high when I made this
On the plane hella comfy
On my way to the money

[Hook]

[Outro]
Smoking weed while I drive [x20]
 
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