All Gold Everything (Remix 2)

Lyrics

[Intro: ThaHipHopHead] Men been lusting gold for ages This is the epitome of that lust [Hook: Trinidad James] [Verse 1: ThaHipHopHead] So much gold on me, I feel like King Midas Or Spain in the 17th Century, bling insight I see gold in sight, I rock rings with ice Got a chain worth more than a human life Word to Raekwon, I'm keeping that cuban linx Try to hate on, and beat you 'til you can't think Your albums go quintuple dirt, mine go gold A determined SOUL, keep jewels until I grow old Got that Lil' Jon chalice, hoes pill-pop with malice Hopin' they can grab my gold until their hands get calluses But touch my accessories, and I'll break yo neck Take your necklace, and now I'll rake this check And word up to Shaolin, cause now I'm great with Chef Now let me take 3 bars to tell you what I get An authentic suit, an audible speaker A necklace in August with the diamonds in deeper A Caucasian wearing all this, and got the game sold This is THHH on the remix of T. James, GOLD! [Hook] [Verse 2: NonDescriptWhiteRapFan1:] Gold all in my chain Hoes all give me brain Gold all in my watch Don't believe me, suck my crotch [Hook] [Verse 3 - JC Assassin] A-U chemicals, wrist incredible Thots ain't edible, they just want decimals Chain so flexible, neck look sexual Protect the deck when I wreck sets, jezebel Suck a testicle if you thinking that I'm just acceptable 79 times the rhyme shines impeccable Identical, colors and brothers, we are defendable Fuck 12, we going unprofessional Atomic number Kobe plus 55 for my gold leaf Homie, even got gold on the trophy Sophie choosing to using the necklace Accusing me of reusing Ye fluently senseless You sense this? Yeah, HipHopHead got the accessory I can't wear your shit, now my neck is green Memories of making that coke with compile I got my neck dipped like Jay on Pop Style [Hook] [Verse 4: KUZGUN] You know I'm hopping on that remix to "All Gold Everything" These sluts ain't no more worthy of no wedding ring Nigga got no Ghostface Chillah, but still got that God Flow, ah! 100it Racks, like DJ Esco, Pablo, ah! Niggas gon' babble on about their cribs Niggas don't see my crib looking like Babylon, about their cribs? Y'all want to not be neckless? Watch me, now that we made it out the whips and chains We made it from without a dime to diamonds, now that we made it, got the whips and chains I used to push a T, and malice with clips, now me and JC the next Pusha T and Malice with Clipse Niggas know when to avoid my criminal-ass with clips