[Intro]
You're listening to the sounds of the BBCC
Bad Boy Chiller Crew

[Chorus: MC Kane]
Bradford Crew
Bradford Sound
Boys on the mic
We shut the shit down
Put your guns in the air
And get your keys out
No, we don't fuck about
We make the club bounce
Like, Bradford Crew
Bradford Sound
Boys on the mic
We shut the shit down
Put your guns in the air
And get your keys out
No, we don't fuck about
We make the club bounce
Like

[Verse 1: MC Kane]
Hugo Boss of that new Lacoste
I'm in that big 4X4 comin' through your block
Few shots at the bar of that Blue Ciroc
Might take off your door for that jewellery box
Pull up to your city in that Mitsubishi
In that 4-wheel drive 'cause the blocks are slippy
Got three in the back and their [?]
Red line, red line
Like I've hit the jack
No time, no time
Let's chip
Head straight for the [?]
Got caught on a sixth
Yo, chill bro
'Course I'ma dip
Put my foot to the floor like I'm racing [?]
Got shots in the car
Two eights and a spliff
If we see blue lights
Then we're taking risks
Red light, red light
We don't stop for shit
It's the Bradford boys, man
We take the piss
[Chorus: MC Kane]
Bradford Crew
Bradford Sound
Boys on the mic
We shut the shit down
Put your guns in the air
And get your keys out
No, we don't fuck about
We make the club bounce
Like, Bradford Crew
Bradford Sound
Boys on the mic
We shut the shit down
Put your guns in the air
And get your keys out
No, we don't fuck about
We make the club bounce
Like

[Verse 2: MC Clive]
Running from the police, so I hopped the bus
I just drank 10 cans and I’m off my nut
I said I’d drink 10 more but the shops are shut
It’s about time that I stopped the drugs
But I can’t
'Cause every time the party starts
I just pull up with the boys in a chorey car
I just wanna fuck a little horny tart
'Cause eyeballing that bitch like I'm Tony Stark
Bradford Crew inside the venue
Put your guns in the air it's time to let loose
And at the bar
Shots of that goose
Pull up to the club in my new tracksuit
Man, we don't give a fuck
Man, it's all [?]
Pull up outside and the girls go nuts
What can I say?
It's the life we live
And we won't stop living 'til we're 96
[Chorus: MC Kane]
Bradford Crew
Bradford Sound
Boys on the mic
We shut the shit down
Put your guns in the air
And get your keys out
No, we don't fuck about
We make the club bounce
Like

[Verse 3: MC Molegrip]
Molegrip's back to get the club dancing
Grab a little sket
No time for romantics
Bottle in my hand I'm feeling fantastic
Back on the mic with a team full of bandits
Bali on my face
And I'm fucking shit up
Got the flake to my face
Got a drink in my cup
Drop a quick lyric and make the crowd jump
Grabbed the bottle from the bar
And asked her 'how much?'
I'm sick
I'm the guy from BD
Put your guns in the air and drop the CD
I'm sick
All the bitches know me
Put your guns in the air and fuck the police
I said Holy Moly this year's just started
Bottle in my hand
Man, I live to party
Chillin' with the boys
About to go sick
Holy Moly it's little Molegrip
Like, yo
[Chorus: MC Kane]
Bradford Crew
Bradford Sound
Boys on the mic
We shut the shit down
Put your guns in the air
And get your keys out
No, we don't fuck about
We make the club bounce
Like, Bradford Crew
Bradford Sound
Boys on the mic
We shut the shit down
Put your guns in the air
And get your keys out
No, we don't fuck about
We make the club bounce
Like