This is a song about "Snatching chains"

Got my hands on the wheel why your wrapped in chains

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

Roll you up and let it run through my veins

Fat bastard ill shackle ya/and rattle ur chains

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

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

To be great, i'm giving it all it takes

Cuz they made the game about bitches n gold chains

Uttermost inside rotted, chains locked

Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block

Keep talking about you snapbacks and your chains

And me, cool & dre gettin' high like planes

Soon as the stooly sings

Theyre called chains and rings

For the occasion, paper planes

Got me thinking you 2 chains