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BBCC Bad Boy Chiller Crew - Guns Up (Lyrics)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bad Boy Chiller Crew
Bad Boy Chiller Crew
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kane Welsh
Kane Welsh
Songwriter
Gareth Kelly
Gareth Kelly
Songwriter
Samuel Robinson
Samuel Robinson
Songwriter

Lyrics

You're now listening to the sounds of the BBCC Bad Boy Chiller Crew Yo rude boy, you don't want beef Four-by-four, challenge three, blast out in Jeeps Jump out, switch colleague Divs get tied, your boy's gotta chop down trees I'ma bad boy out and out I said I cast sideways from the roundabout Whips get ripped, boys hit them licks When you hear this tune, put your guns up bitch Yo, wise head there for a husk of honour Beef kicks off but I love the drama No fists, no kicks when I put my 'clava Boys gon' ride, where the fuck the Karma? Yo my guys all action, no talkin' Big whip, all blacked-out, we chargin' Bigs up the guy who we shottin' B slam, be nice, then we floor it Lines at the crook, get it four-by-four Some gold chains, drive past fast, strong 'complice Leather gloves on, that's no trace No face, no case, just road rage Three boys in the back and we hit your block And the boys super quick, don't piss me off At your back door, I'ma grit the lot Got the keys from the cat and the track's enough Yo rude boy, you don't want beef Four-by-four, challenge three, blast out in Jeeps Jump out, switch colleague Divs get tied, your boy's gotta chop down trees I'ma bad boy out and out I said I cast sideways from the roundabout Whips get ripped, boys hit them licks When you hear this tune, put your guns up bitch Million brands on my jeans Drive fast in that Bim, no police When I stop and ask for our bean, tell 'em You can suck on these - Yo, Abi got a late night, 'til the daytime Get a lick real quick in the A05 I stay alive, we drive bare right We don't pay fines, we might take lives You got big whips for them ram raids Big packs of that damn grade Big batch when I'm backstage I got big bites for the landscapes Yo, drug likers, cops on watch Doors get locked then doors get propped Kens get raided, crops get chopped Wars go local, boys go not Yo rude boy, you don't want beef Four-by-four, challenge three, blast out in Jeeps Jump out, switch colleague Divs get tied, your boy's gotta chop down trees I'ma bad boy out and out I said I cast sideways from the roundabout Whips get ripped, boys hit them licks When you hear this tune, put your guns up bitch I'm living life bro, get off my back Everytime I hit the town, I go daft Hit JD, just spent five racks Shut down shows, made that straight back Okay, been a bad boy from the get go Drugs and drink might take toll I got fuel like petrol, bitch I make go Free drinks, cold, let's go Yo BBCC, get to know This time I'm back with a jet to blow I've got more damn snow than an eskimo These big white stripes gonna break your nose Everytime I hit the club, it goes off Come try me, get rocked, man's face might pop Ten, ten, birds on lock Run up, aye Yo rude boy, you don't want beef Four-by-four, challenge three, blast out in Jeeps Jump out, switch colleague Divs get tied, your boy's gotta chop down trees I'ma bad boy out and out I said I cast sideways from the roundabout Whips get ripped, boys hit them licks When you hear this tune, put your guns up bitch
Writer(s): Kane Welsh, Samuel Robinson, Gareth Kelly Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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