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Small bread
White bread
Whole wheat bread
Naan bread
Sweet bread
Quick bread
Crisp bread
Multigrain bread
And I said 

Down the street I fled
I turned

like to get to it uh (Woah)
I like to get to it quick, bread on your head that's a hit
My nigga pull up and blitz, my nigga pull up and stick sum'n (Woo

Suicide grip! Not letting go till I'm dead aye
Baby hold on, I'm gettin quick to the bread aye
Bitch I'm wolf, I let the weak run ahead aye
She said

back quick
On some crackhead shit
Gotta stack bread quick
'Cause we up in this bitch like a dildo
Ball like field goal
Motherfuck a Jim Crow, here we go

and you all dickheads
She don't give a fuck 'bout a small dick head
She just want to fuck, make a quick bread
Better follow me, don't be mislead
And I'm

thats my ownly hope 

I get a feeling like they after me, homie
They change quick when the bread start coming 
Pray to the God they don't never change

a plan
One day imma go visit Japan
Getting bread quick just like a scan
Aye yuh quick like a scan I'm getting that bread
I'm going stupid ed eddy and Edd

tryna make that quick bread
Buy the fire don't be gypped or mislead
Bubble bubble eyes go red
Coughing till I'm looking dead
Kush laying heavy on my head

the hustle bread
I'm flexin' flexin' hard
Nigga, I'm a musclehead
Rushin' to that money quick
Yeah, that's the hustle bread
Reading plays like a legend
I got

Love Ya Moms

Capone

God's Favorite

2002

cracks in my jeans
I'm going nowhere fast, that's what you said
Didn't want to lose me to jail over some quick bread, or end up dead

Eyes bloodshed,

Love Ya Moms

Capone

God's Favorite [Clean]

2002

said
Didn't want to lose me to jail
Over some quick bread, or end up died
Eyes bloodshed, and watching your tears shed
Damn a nigga making his bed

moms/come on/I ain’t a killer just a hustler with some tendencies/who’s sick in the head that quick bread is my remedy/but if it got real/I’d need the head

a new piece 
Big pockets yeah I'm talking obese 
Go getter born sinner and a athlete
Born winner born killa I got box seats 
Quick plays for some quick

Get that quick bread
Up all night so I got no rest
I got no rest
And I don't wanna do it to em how could I shoot short
And why should I deal with

you said
Didn't want to lose me to jail
Over some quick bread, or end up died
Eyes bloodshed, and watching your tears shed
Damn a nigga making his bed

ain't no pee wee
Coming at you like 3D
Young Apple on a green tree
I be snapping
No tea leaf
Off the head
No beanie
Quick bread
Never seen me
It's dead

up your hood and then we fucking fled
I'm money hungry I like the quick bread
Strap on my back and I'm feeling like Blade
We touting beams the fuck is

research don't follow these dick heads
Get quick bread, the grind never stop time to get fed
You come for my plate and this choppa gon spit lead
Damn
Forget

their shit broader
Girl dad with a big bag bitch I go harder 
Planting seeds like a farmer quick bread like a scammer 
Gone die about my name I don't

make that deity immune 
To the tomb
Pray the unmanned animosity won’t turn and use the fire for the fuse 

Pressure on me so I put it all on red, quick

damage I'm doing to my lungs
Spent my checks so fucking quick
That all my bread turned into crumbs
Too many detours on this road
I think it's faster if I

Bag da Biscuit

Saukrates

The Underground Tapes

1999

give head)
I'm the yeast you the flour, let's go make some quick bread
Acting like you've never seen a dick
Chick let's talk for a minute sipping on coke

(yeah, Mingo, haha)

Yeah, think you quick to get
This bread, but bro
We quicker to just to pop shit
(Whole lotta money)
We was gettin' money before

Get the bread quick that shit crispy no crumble I been out here feeding the fiens
I don't give a fuck when I going to pull up life a movie the way I'm