This is a song about "Diamonds and gold chains"

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

Private flights, finest wine, broads, fame, chains, diamonds,

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

Of others, there own brothers, just for a porsche and the chains,

To have this fake fans and diamonds with gold

I mean of course just the same old

Turn money into diamonds and gold

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

But like the diamonds and gold

Is a space that now you hold

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

Dreams of giant mansions, diamonds chains, 8 or 9 cars,

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Okra and chitlins at my restaurants, i own all the chains,

Fat bastard ill shackle ya/and rattle ur chains

And me, cool & dre gettin' high like planes