This is a song about "Gold c2pac"

Glad trash bags, throw them in the black bags

Diamond laced gold plated platinum plaques/

Droppin dime gold digga

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

Sext hoes next gold shep yo!

Hit the club she drop it low

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

I aim like i hold the gold compass, a gold atlas.

Diamond laced gold plated platinum plaques/

87, brick fare, yeah, i’m talking thirty racks

I mean of course just the same old

But like the diamonds and gold

You heard my hip-hop when i was 16 years old

Anything that i spit comes out in gold!

Gold letterman last kings killing shit

You, you, you have to pay for that