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Bru-C, Bad Boy Chiller Crew - Hideout (Official Music Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bru-C
Bru-C
Performer
Bad Boy Chiller Crew
Bad Boy Chiller Crew
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Josh Bruce
Josh Bruce
Songwriter
Kane Welsh
Kane Welsh
Songwriter
Samuel Robinson
Samuel Robinson
Songwriter
Craig Hayward
Craig Hayward
Songwriter

Lyrics

Yo, it's the Bad Boy Chiller Crew Hold tight Bru-C Git up Git up, my lad Yo, yo, yo Let's ride out Me and my bruddas, we catching a vibe now If you wanna know then you can find out Hit the airport, I'm looking to hideout, whoa Come girl, let's roll through Shape of your body, I'm wanting to hold you Brand new stoney and I'm stoned, too I told her them other brudda are old news Foot down, watch man go through I'm a real raver, shots of the Jager Man, I've had this shit boxed off since day one I've got the whip boxed off with flavours I get this shit boxed up like trainers Blue Nike vapors, blue slim papers Blue Ted Bakers, rule street breaker Pigs try raid us, mapped his stages Shotguns racing, ripping up acres Yo, this one's that sunshine anthem Bradford mandem, Bantam bandits Boy drives transit, squads all crammed him Boys just scranned him, YJ's landing Bradford city man, the bits are gritty Three for 50 rhythm when I sink your living Man, I'm easy with it, grab the weed and bill it Yo, I aren't gonna stop 'til I see the finish Let's ride out Me and my bruddas, we catching a vibe now If you wanna know then you can find out Hit the airport, I'm looking to hideout, whoa Come girl, let's roll through Shape of your body, I'm wanting to hold you Brand new stoney and I'm stoned, too I told her them other brudda are old news Foot down, watch man go through Bo-bottles get popped, boys on top Shops get robbed, these streets hot Running from the police yo PC plod Run up outside in that VC truck Better wheel it up, get you feeling good When that season comes I'll be squeezing bum Backstage with a bad ting, yo what's happening She's fine, she ain't got a catfish, yo It's a madness, go and ask him drastic And we'll fly past him in the Aston, blast it Couple JD's, I'm plastered I'm a bad boy, that's standard, yo Bradford boys got them YJ's watching Packs from Cali' got the boys straight cotchin' Radio 1 got the whole place locked in Yo, we get the UK bopping Let's ride out Me and my bruddas, we catching a vibe now If you wanna know then you can find out Hit the airport, I'm looking to hideout, whoa Come girl, let's roll through Shape of your body, I'm wanting to hold you Brand new stoney and I'm stoned, too I told her them other brudda are old news Foot down, watch man go through Foot down, foot down through Down, go down through Foot down, foot down, ooh Down, watch man go through Foot down, foot down through Down, go down, down Foot down, foot down, ooh Down, watch man go through
Writer(s): Josh Bruce, Kane Welsh, Samuel Robinson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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