JT the Bigga Figga - What We Came Fo' (Hidden Track) lyrics

[Verse 1] Guce n***a, back out of jail and still fiendin' California dreamin' wild with Gators Westside pullin' capers Big boss when we push off the purple and sippin' on yac Now I made ya b**h wanna be like how you act, I'm all that Still hurtin' from the heart, from the block party to the park I keep it real with my n***as from the start They never came to see me I'm steady bustin' like I stepped on these motherf**ers love me Better guard ya silk dog, I got my wealth The front cover of a murder dog, we all hogs Spot full of co*k, b**h n***as get blue balls It's sick that you should f** with a real West Coast n***a f** that scrilla, imagine that Real run around, we'll run around Have you ever heard of a get paid G Hoggin' ballin' they one piece to the streets, it's dir-ty The police thinkin' they know about me and how I did it They mad cause everything we talk about we did it Pull a mob trifecta, soldiers ready to wreck ya b**h n***as that snitch or go to jail that mafia gonna get ya Hitters with wigs, bustin' with zigs We subject the closer we get My holster to chest, ya left wet [Verse 2] I f** with three hundred a week I keep thuggin' and lovin' the sh** that I speak Hungry starvin' and searchin' lurkin' workin' for pops Young n***a have us some big fat knots Hate to be with or without it retaliate with ya plate in my hand Now who's the man with the master plan I dump, spin-off and get away with the quickness Shot off ya mama's house, stole ya dope, f**ed ya b**hes Ain't no thing to a boss To be a boss a playa costs To take from ya wrist and take a loss I take and toss you toss it back You don't wanna catch a heart attack Bust, huss and get em' back, n***a [Hook x2] I thought you knew what we came fo' Give up the money and the dough before ya brains blow That's how it is, ain't no love in this biz I did it all for a reason if so it would've never been did [Verse 3] Yeah we ghetto platinum so back up n***a we hot scorchin' I'm in this game for strictly the fame and the fortune We full force up in the rap industry so take caution Man it's the Gamblaz and the DPG With Guce Corleone so man I'm claimin' GOP And ain't gon' ever stop my n***a we invest in this sh** Lyricals techs that get you wet when I spit it Y'all n***a done did it y'all f**in' with made n***as We block mobsters and unstoppable we can't be beat Y'all wanna see us n***a meet us on the street At any time or place in beef you can't sleep I'm the number one contender makin' y'all meet defeat