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Hood Politics

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Description

In the rain, the city turns into a film set, where raindrops run down the bonnet and the eternal refrain ‘hood politics as usual’ plays in your head. Here, life is divided into quick deals, heavy glances and those very conversations where everyone knows the price of words. Everything seems familiar - clubs, cars, the same hustle and bustle - but under the booming beat, fatigue breaks through, an admission that behind the outward bravado sometimes lies a lost passion.

It's funny and a little bitter: no one wants to save anyone, but it's already impossible to break away from the double glass, the race and your own rules. In this sound - the glare of the skyscrapers, the cold asphalt underfoot, and the eternal internal struggle between luxury and emptiness. Music is like a mirror: loud, confident, but with cracks through which you can see that even those who are ‘in the game’ have moments of silence.

DIRECTOR/EDITING/COLOUR/VISUAL EFFECTS: Miguel Sandoval

Director of Photography: Ellie Leichter

1st Assistant Camera: Maddox Henry

Steadycam: Donnie Saffel

Gaffer: Nash White

Key Gaffer: Sofia Alloggiamento

ADDTL GFX

Lyrics and translation

Original

(Pooh, you a fool for this one) yeah

(Murda on the beat, so it's not nice)

I'm washin' the Benz in the rain, they thinkin' I'm crazy, goin' insane

I turn up a bitch for a day, she thinkin' I saved her, really I play her

See, really you've been in the way, I turn to my nigga, we eatin' the same

Hood politics, just use it well, I'm runnin' for major

Hood politics, just use it well, I'm runnin' for major

I say, hood politics, just use it well, I'm runnin' up a, yeah

Man, I can't leave that double cup alone, I'm keepin' it near, damn

My nigga he told me I'm startin' to get lazy, really I'm losin' the passion

Really, I'm tired of the actin', really I'm tired of these rappers

When I went off on the cars, the clothes, I can't even hide it in traffic

God blessed me, I'm blessin' the family, now the crib big as a chapel

They catch me while mom is the world, I'm fightin' these cases like Apple

They told me I needed some fruit, I'm mixin' codeine with the Snapple

Cool like a spaceship, I take it to NASA, really relaxin'

60K today on fashion, I write it off on my taxes

I like my bitches ratchet, rich, pretty, nasty

Motor yellin', scratchin' off on Twitter, you ever get behind me

Money long as Wemby-ani, pussy good, it drip Dasani

Million cash race I'm at, it's hell I ever miss a dollar

I'm washin' the Benz in the rain, they thinkin' I'm crazy, goin' insane ('sane)

I turn up a bitch for a day, she thinkin' I saved her, really I play her (boi, boi)

See, really you've been in the way, I turn to my nigga, we eatin' the same (god)

Hood politics, just use it well, I'm runnin' for major (let's go)

Hood politics, just use it well, I'm runnin' for major (boi)

I say, hood politics, just use it well, I'm runnin' up a, yeah

Man, I can't leave that double cup alone, I'm keepin' it near, damn

Let's go, let's go, boi, boi (don), wait

How the fuck? She got a figure eight, and I got eight figures, that's a great mixture

I get ten days of work done in one and still make it home for a late dinner at the round table

And I never kept nobody 'round me that I ain't made richer

Young Luke Skywalker, I'm goin' rogue, I live the life that you die for slow (boi)

I done seen the Eiffel Tower glow (boi, boi), I done seen niggas lose power, go ghost (boi, boi)

I done had hos on the cover of Vogue (boi, boi), I done had ulterior motives exposed

And I'm sleepin' one eye closed, I don't give a fuck if you alive or dead

Either way, nigga, I can't trust a soul and you on the right road if it's takin' its toll (swerve)

Like my women classy, ratchet, flashy, trashy, fuckin' nasty

High fashion, I'm the boss, I can't touch a ho that's tacky

Pooh, you a fool for this one, Murda on the beat, so that's what I'ma do with this one

Surrounded by dawgs, boy, don't make me sic one, niggas want prove that they win some

Now they got hate in they heart, and they sit in the cell where it stem from, I treat their neck like a kick drum

She got a body like big body Benz, so I hit every corner, I can't wait to bend some (swerve, swerve, swerve)

I'm washin' the Benz in the rain, they thinkin' I'm crazy, goin' insane ('sane)

I turn up a bitch for a day, she thinkin' I saved her, really I play her (swerve)

See, really you've been in the way, I turn to my nigga, we eatin' the same (same)

Hood politics, just use it well, I'm runnin' for major (let's go)

Hood politics, just use it well, I'm runnin' for major (boi, boi, boi)

I say hood politics, just use it well, I'm runnin' up a, yeah

Man, I can't leave that double cup alone, I'm keepin' it near, damn

English translation

(Pooh, you a fool for this one) yeah

(Murda on the beat, so it's not nice)

I'm washin' the Benz in the rain, they thinkin' I'm crazy, goin' insane

I turn up a bitch for a day, she thinkin' I saved her, really I play her

See, really you've been in the way, I turn to my nigga, we eatin' the same

Hood politics, just use it well, I'm runnin' for major

Hood politics, just use it well, I'm runnin' for major

I say, hood politics, just use it well, I'm runnin' up a, yeah

Man, I can't leave that double cup alone, I'm keepin' it near, damn

My nigga he told me I'm startin' to get lazy, really I'm losin' the passion

Really, I'm tired of the actin', really I'm tired of these rappers

When I went off on the cars, the clothes, I can't even hide it in traffic

God blessed me, I'm blessin' the family, now the crib big as a chapel

They catch me while mom is the world, I'm fightin' these cases like Apple

They told me I needed some fruit, I'm mixin' codeine with the Snapple

Cool like a spaceship, I take it to NASA, really relaxin'

60K today on fashion, I write it off on my taxes

I like my bitches ratchet, rich, pretty, nasty

Motor yellin', scratchin' off on Twitter, you ever get behind me

Money long as Wemby-ani, pussy good, it drip Dasani

Million cash race I'm at, it's hell I ever miss a dollar

I'm washin' the Benz in the rain, they thinkin' I'm crazy, goin' insane ('sane)

I turn up a bitch for a day, she thinkin' I saved her, really I play her (boi, boi)

See, really you've been in the way, I turn to my nigga, we eatin' the same (god)

Hood politics, just use it well, I'm runnin' for major (let's go)

Hood politics, just use it well, I'm runnin' for major (boi)

I say, hood politics, just use it well, I'm runnin' up a, yeah

Man, I can't leave that double cup alone, I'm keepin' it near, damn

Let's go, let's go, boi, boi (don), wait

How the fuck? She got a figure eight, and I got eight figures, that's a great mixture

I get ten days of work done in one and still make it home for a late dinner at the round table

And I never kept nobody 'round me that I ain't made richer

Young Luke Skywalker, I'm goin' rogue, I live the life that you die for slow (boi)

I done seen the Eiffel Tower glow (boi, boi), I done seen niggas lose power, go ghost (boi, boi)

I done had hos on the cover of Vogue (boi, boi), I done had ulterior motives exposed

And I'm sleepin' one eye closed, I don't give a fuck if you alive or dead

Either way, nigga, I can't trust a soul and you on the right road if it's takin' its toll (swerve)

Like my women classy, ratchet, flashy, trashy, fuckin' nasty

High fashion, I'm the boss, I can't touch a ho that's tacky

Pooh, you a fool for this one, Murda on the beat, so that's what I'ma do with this one

Surrounded by dawgs, boy, don't make me sic one, niggas want prove that they win some

Now they got hate in they heart, and they sit in the cell where it stem from, I treat their neck like a kick drum

She got a body like big body Benz, so I hit every corner, I can't wait to bend some (swerve, swerve, swerve)

I'm washin' the Benz in the rain, they thinkin' I'm crazy, goin' insane ('sane)

I turn up a bitch for a day, she thinkin' I saved her, really I play her (swerve)

See, really you've been in the way, I turn to my nigga, we eatin' the same (same)

Hood politics, just use it well, I'm runnin' for major (let's go)

Hood politics, just use it well, I'm runnin' for major (boi, boi, boi)

I say hood politics, just use it well, I'm runnin' up a, yeah

Man, I can't leave that double cup alone, I'm keepin' it near, damn

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