Gangsta Shit Triple C's (Ft. Duece Poppi & The Game)

[Intro: Duece Poppi]
Attention
This is a Gangsta service announcement
Fuck Niggas, get your ass off the dance floor
Make room for the motherfucking gangstas
Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta
Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta
Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta
Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta

[Chorus: Duece Poppi]
Yeah, yeah, this is for my thugs in da club with the strap
Waiting for 'em to bring that gangsta shit back
This is for my dawgs gettin' money with them packs
Waiting for 'em to bring that gangsta shit back
Radio rappers on R&B tracks
Waiting for 'em to bring that gangsta shit back
Niggas talk business that they know they won't clap
Waiting for 'em to bring that gangsta shit back

[Verse 1: The Game]
Out with the patron, in wit the G's
Take off da Foams put the Phantom on some D's
Ridin' through Dade county, blowin' the palm trees
Can't hit the car boot till dis bitch get off her knees
Yeah, doin' circles round the circle house
Blackwall, Maybach, nigga we'll merk you out
Wid no remorse, let the Goose take it's course
Hit you with the M, slide off, in the black Porsche
Then it's back to the shore club, all white linen
Chain lookin' like Staples Center, lights in it
Bitch nigga, we them gangsta rich niggas
Cocaine cowboys worth over 6 figures
Gotta Glock 9, real nigga, cock mine
Put more red on the corner then a stop sign
Walk in the club, more diamonds then a rock sign
Take the Rollie off, show a nigga how to stop time