Covered In Gold

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Kizzee

Dijon Kizzee (February 5, 1991 – August 31, 2020), an African-American man, was shot and killed in the Los Angeles County community of Westmont on August 31, 2020, by deputies of the Los Angeles County Sheriff's Department (LASD). For days, protesters gathered outside the South Los Angeles sheriff's station. By September 6, those demonstrations had escalated to clashes, with deputies firing projectiles and tear gas at the crowds and arresting 35 people over four nights of unrest. more »

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I don't f*ck with these niggas
But I'm fucking they hoes
So much money on my mind
Smell it all on my clothes
Lil mama thinking I got pull
But I'm out getting chose
Ain't have to tell her imma a king cuz
I'm covered in Gold
I don't f*ck with these niggas
But I'm fucking they hoes
So much money on my mind
Smell it all on my clothes
Lil mama thinking I got pull
But I'm out getting chose
Ain't have to tell her imma a king cuz
I'm covered in Gold

I ain't gotta tell em what they already know
Ice shining on my wrist so bright
That it glow
I ain't young jeezy but it's looking like snow
Pull that 40 on em black rob like whoa
Didn't them niggas tell you I'm a menace
And you better mind your motherfucking business
All my niggas grew up in the trenches
Hit ya and we never leave a witness
Show up to yo spot ready to box
She give a Nigga top to see da rocks
Hit him with the glock
He like the ops
I'm coming for yo mama
Like yo pops
I hit him in his jaw he got the wiggle legs on him
He tried to swing I hit the swivel head on him
You know what it is It's young
Zhee I put the infer red on him

I don't f*ck with these niggas
But I'm fucking they hoes
So much money on my mind
Smell it all on my clothes
Lil mama thinking I got pull
But I'm out getting chose
Ain't have to tell her imma a king cuz
I'm covered in Gold
I don't f*ck with these niggas
But I'm fucking they hoes
So much money on my mind
Smell it all on my clothes
lil mama thinking I got pull
But I'm out getting chose
Ain't have to tell her imma a king cuz
I'm covered in Gold

Niggas talk tough until ya come
And point em out
Running at the mouth
I'm running in ya house
Talking like a birch Nina coming for ya blouse
Pop fly one hit you out
You can get the fade you can get the iso
Hit ya in ya chin leave ya fucking eyes sore
Lay a Nigga down he like where the lights go
I'm looking at him stupid like where the fight go
Niggas like to talk tough on the internet
Got a new pistol but ain't pulled the trigger yet
I be at the table I ain't had my dinner yet
You can get ya hittas wet
Turn you to a silhouette
I hit him in his jaw he got the wiggle legs on
He tried to swing I hit the swivel head on him
You know what it is it's young Zhee
I put the infer red on him aye

I don't f*ck with these niggas
But I'm fucking they hoes
So much money on my mind
Smell it all on my clothes
Lil mama thinking I got pull
But I'm out getting chose
Ain't have to tell her imma a king cuz
I'm covered in Gold
I don't f*ck with these niggas
But I'm fucking they hoes
So much money on my mind
Smell it all on my clothes
Lil mama thinking I got pull
But I'm out getting chose
Ain't have to tell her imma a king cuz
I'm covered in Gold

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