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CJ – Politics Lyrics

Politics Lyrics – CJ

Gang, look

I said “Fuck all the politics” (Uh)
They ain’t no scholarships (They ain’t no scholarships)
Me and my niggas, robbin’ shit, clappin’ shit, niggas droppin’ shit (Niggas droppin’ shit)
Uh, I tell ’em “Spin back” (I tell ’em “Spin back”), uh, this ain’t no disstrack (This ain’t no disstrack)
Look, but I got a big bag, I tell my hitters, “Go hit that” (I tell my hitters, “Go hit that”)

Look, what’s that? Gossip, uh
See him in person, they not with the problems, I need profits
All of my bitches, they dress like designer, I can’t stop it, uh
They feelin’ my bop, and they know that I’m poppin’
If there’s beef, pass me the grip and I’m bustin’ the rocket, ayy

SSO, and that’s to my day go
She know I’m lit, fuego
And I stay on the block like LEGO, uh
Fuck that (Fuck that), what’s that? (What’s that?)
I’m callin’ the blitz, better rush that (Rush that)
Touch that (Touch that), trust that (Trust that), I shoot first, I don’t bust back (Bust back)
Look, huh, and we gettin’ busy, nigga (We gettin’ busy, nigga)
Uh, I run the city, nigga (I run the city, nigga)
Uh, I’m feelin’ gritty, nigga (Feelin’ gritty, nigga)
Look, us, us
Huh, never them, It’s a hundred niggas that I’m better than
Got the pack, told them “Send it in” (Pack, tell them “Send it in”)

I said “Fuck all the politics” (Uh)
They ain’t no scholarships (They ain’t no scholarships)
Me and my niggas, robbin’ shit, clappin’ shit, niggas droppin’ shit (Niggas droppin’ shit)
Uh, I tell ’em “Spin back” (I tell ’em “Spin back”), uh, this ain’t no disstrack (This ain’t no disstrack)
Look, but I got a big bag, I tell my hitters, “Go hit that” (I tell my hitters, “Go hit that”)

Look, what’s that? Gossip, uh
See him in person, they not with the problems, I need profits
All of my bitches, they dress like designer, I can’t stop it, uh
They feelin’ my bop, and they know that I’m poppin’
If there’s beef, pass me the grip and I’m bustin’ the rocket, ayy

And we gettin’ busy, nigga (And gettin’ busy, nigga)
Uh, I run the city, nigga (I run the city, nigga)
Uh, I’m feelin’ gritty, nigga (Feelin’ gritty, nigga)
Look, us, us
Huh, never them, It’s a hundred niggas that I’m better than
Got the pack, tell them “Send it in” (Tell them “Send it in”)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)