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grim sickers - bread كلمات الأغنية

[hook: grim sickers]
yeah, all you do is bread, hard dough bread
tiger bread, white loaf bread
brown loaf bread, instagram bread
facebook bread, snapchat bread
twitter bread, timeline bread
periscope bread, dm bread
tumblr bread, mysp-ce bread
what type of bread?
all kind of bread, everyting bread

[verse 1: hitman]
all man do is bread
wholemeal bread, panini bread
come on the timeline, everyday bread
some man are leeches, move like skets
man can’t ever call man ah man a beg
tek him to the mountain something like ghetts
when i’m in rage move, everything dead
if i squeeze off a 32, nah, not wretch

[verse 2: nasty jack]
that’s my swag, what kind of swag?
blacked out jag, black mick jag
what kind of black? p money black
black bin bag, what kind of bag?
i know your girl, not that bag
shoutout eyez, get them bags
trap, trap, trap, get them bags
don’t get bag, jack’um swag

[verse 3: hitman tiga]
sh-ll off the mic, call that cornbread
touch man’s skin, left a man brown bread
can’t bread me if you owe me bread
roll on a man, tun man flatbread
man wanna get hitman on the feature
from i don’t rate you, n-gga, that’s bread
pump in a bag masked off like a bread roll
tun a man bagel, everyting bread

[verse 4: rd]
cuh i bury mcs, yeah, i bury mcs
bury mcs for the bread
i ain’t writing ahead, start firing
firing, fight for the bread
that’s an mc toast, not bread
start scr-ping the ashes, dead
none of your ends wanna back it, dead
man can get burnt from the bread, rd

[verse 5: flirta d]
mumma used to send me shop for the bread
now i’m tryna own a couple shops of the bread
tryna get dbf stuck in your head
always on top, never stuck in a bed
mumma used to send me shop for the lotto
more fire days when bizzle said “uh oh”
man wanna bread with me, i’m like nuh oh
so “don’t be foolish”, fool, that’s the motto

[verse 6: harry shotta]
how’s this guy gonna chat like shotts is breading?
i just break bread, don’t leap in the bread bin
bredrin, might get your head spin
head spun, it’s a dead ting, it’s mad
how’s this guy gonna talk like he got bread
with no dough? dead, loco, like
can’t cosign cause you’re not that guy
you portray in your photos, you’re not bad

[verse 7: funky dee]
pull the riddim like flare
if you don’t like me, stand over there
sixes on east side, looking like a bear
you, deathbed, that’s air
oi, who is he? why’s he here
come to my set, you’ll get teared
you’re a hovis boy, you’ll get boyed off
so please eff off

[verse 8: stormin]
catch a man slipping in greggs, run up
bang, fly kick straight to the head
blood on the pasties, blood on the bread
man said he’s nang but he went to the feds
man said he’s nang but he went to
the boys in blue, who would have knew
i would’ve seen him four days later in a drive-thru?
seen him four days later in a drive-thru? boy!

[verse 9: bomma b]
you won’t ever catch me breading no one
i’ve been out here from young
i was raised in the 0121
and i came up, yeah, on my ones
i came up, i got taught never beg no one
same ting, that’s why i never bread no one
i’ve got bread, i’ve got hovis
i’ve got stacks, that’s that from the hard dough

[verse 10: sl!ckman party]
man telling me i’m hard though
dem breddas are soft like hard dough
one big fruit in jamaica
well it’s breadfread, gonna clean off head
i’ll dun dance like someting dead
janker a bird that don’t eat bread
so when you see everyting get kweff
know that you’re next, brown bread

- grim sickers

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