Grand Hustle Cypher

[Verse 1: Trae Tha Truth] Tip, give me the beat, let me crash 'em like I was reckless This cypher used to be rap, now it's thuggin' fresh out of Texas Focused soon as I'm speaking, no sleeping like they was restless I demand to be respected guess haters ain't get that message Now they got theyself a problem, call him king of the state The only option is take they plate, dinner finished Tell 'em they late, like Weezy the way I skate on glass Paint wood as a Laker, I ain't the ref, tell 'em I'm ranked legendary 2pac, and they see me I'm built like that, for real like that Been ten plus, I'm still that like, with steel like that Dope fiend wrist, covered in packs, multiple rocks Step inside my garage I can disappear multiple tops Tell 'em it's ABN, you can find us on multiple blocks Rollie, PK, and Hublot, rolling through multiple clocks I'm classic, this year I'm on fire, somebody fan me Next season gon' be repeated like the Heat in Miami Genius [Verse 2: Chip] Ay yo Tip, talkin' to ya tough Delivery and flow, but ain't sayin' too much It's London, boy, wassup Suicidal flow, I let it bang myself You'd be the best in the building if I hang myself Come on, these days everybody's Al Capone, they got a Neck full of jewels but doesn't own they homes So you can tell these sucka niggas, take they Roley's home Now everybody stunts until they break a bone Come on, go against the team Tip'll give you the drop That's red dots to your frame, no berry Ciroc See the rhymes are tight, and this ain't my prime yet So keep your whack bars I'll dissect your dialect Dunno what you're coming for I'm coming for the papes Al-Qaeda, I'mma blow up in the States I don't play fair I play foul, so who's up next? No mercy, I'm killing everything, including the ref [Verse 3: Iggy Azalea] Look, the game's heir apparent Paparazzi's following stalkin' for shit I'm wearing, huh Young Iggy I'm stuntin' while bitches frontin' If I'm not your competition, what you mad for... nothing? Normally I'm no subliminal criminal But you get famous if I say your name in the interviews So I mean it when I say I hope they never remember you So you finally realize that we're not that into you Look, I'm back to the murda bizness I'm killing the competition So stuntin' is just a given position To get a win and go dancing is a sin Flow on the next level, lifestyle Rolex bezel and The accent just sound like racks spent I'm that sick, Rosé and Saks 5th I-A, ie. I'm that bitch Tip heard it one time and said "that's that shit" [Verse 4: B.o.B] Oh, ahead of my time? I'm a step ahead of myself My crypt say ''Dig a hole and bury yourself'' Mike Tyson Louis, I got various belts She say she wanna****my swag and marry my wealth You see, my crew worth half your life, watch worth half a mil That's why you niggas getting run through like a Madden drill Ya'll ain't on my level, no, ya'll ain't even half as ill I kill you little bitches like the****morning-after pill Don't try my squad, we'll expose your identity We all know you softer than a bowl of after-dinner mints Coat from Tokyo, my jacket is an immigrant That's who your girl thirstier than third-world villages Mentally, I am absurd, I understand, my life is a blur You might be concerned I'm as high as a bird remembering things that didn't occur Don't make no sense to flex like this They call me master cuz' they scared when I pull out my whip [Verse 5: T.I.] Make them acknowledge I'm the hottest at making hip being modest Demolish hater's egos by being honest, you garbage Bugatis and Ferraris, throw Maseratis to strippers Maybach's in my garages and Rovers I'm so official I guess I'll put an end to the rumors and speculation Ay, Tip ain't nothing to play with, king, no conversation Whoever drop a song and get poppin', congratulations But I'm livin' what I'm sayin', stay in heavy demand A one-man wrecking crew, one-man-band Fully automatic Mac, let 'em have it, one hand One stack of hundreds, fifty rack, one rubber band Hundred million dollar check, on the jet parleyin' On the way to Tahiti 'cuz my girl wanna tan Yeen' gotta rock wit' it but your girl understand Trouble man, everywhere I land, hustle game homeboy Our whole team hustle grand