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Bad Boy Chiller Crew, S Dog
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You now listening to the songs of the
BBCC, Bad Boy Chiller Crew
High speed, two birds in a backseat
Lights green, take routes through back streets
Ram police make YJ's Cat D
You ain't never seen the police try catch me
Take bends like Ken 'round the block
I'ma make it red line on a clock
High speed in my new machine
I'm in a four-by-four coming through your street
Five guys, four matic driving erratic
Take bends scatty I'ma try not cat it
No face, no case, got gloves got bally
Straight off road and we make shit rally
Shots in the car, packs of the Cali
See blue lights and the boys straight vanish
Nike air trackies, whip goes savage
I just wanna party and live life lavish
Blacked out, few boys on a barn
Four-by-four, times three that's gang
Three shogies fully loaded, fully floating
If it's beef then I'll run him over
Mad tings on my dash cam
Big boy back hands, kick like Van Damme
Two cups to the side, I'm leaning
Got Clive to the right, I'm speeding
Yo Berghaus hoodie and the black 95's
I'm a scum bag, fuck it, I'ma take man's ride
Blue lights coming, I'ma take that right
Fuck the Police, all they wanna do is take man's time
Three guys, white lines and a bank card
Big four-four for the scrap yard
Coming with the ram bars, three boys in a whip all blacked out
Gloves on, hoods up, hats down
High speed, two birds in a backseat
Lights green, take routes through back streets
Ram police make YJ's Cat D
You ain't never seen the police try catch me
Take bends like Ken 'round the block
I'ma make it red line on a clock
High speed in my new machine
I'm in a four-by-four coming through your street
Yo, it's S-D-O to the G
Back on a track with the BBCC
Not no divvy's rounds here charva
Invading your house for the crop in a black balaclava
Tie up your mother and your father
Even your sister, the bitch I'll starve her
Pulling down trees like a licenced farmer
RMZ's doing 12
Sideways blowing on a raptor
Show no fear and the feds can't catch ya
Drop it a gear and lift it
Grab them bars and twist it, send it sideways, risk it
We're not gonna crumble, we're not no biscuit
YZF it's a nice bit of kit
Drop it and lift it, course am a misfit
Big right hand make your boy do a back flip
Blue light flash and the shoguns ramping
There's not no space on the landing, shams gotta clamp it
SD Kane and Clive, we're about it, yo
High speed, two birds in a backseat
Lights green, take routes through back streets
Ram police make YJ's Cat D
You ain't never seen the police try catch me
Take bends like Ken 'round the block
I'ma make it red line on a clock
High speed in my new machine
I'm in a four-by-four coming through your street
I'ma live life like a rock star
I'ma take chase from a cop car
Fuck five bitches in one night
I'ma go hard 'til the sun light
I'ma smoke weed 'til I can't breathe
I'ma sniff keys 'til I can't eat
I'ma drink pints 'til I can't walk
I'ma sniff lines 'til I can't talk
When we step in the club, it goes daft
Roll in coke get stash, just flake no bash
I be getting pally with your lass
I be spending hella money fast
Yo, I'ma pull up in that big Range Rover
Stolen leather gloves on like a chauffeur
Over cocaine, vodka and cola
You could never catch a brother sober
High speed, two birds in a backseat
Lights green, take routes through back streets
Ram police make YJ's Cat D
You ain't never seen the police try catch me
Take bends like Ken 'round the block
I'ma make it red line on a clock
High speed in my new machine
I'm in a four-by-four coming through your street
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