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Hello! I'm Lyrkit!

I tried many ways to memorize English words and found the most effective one for me!

We already have all the words of the songs that we have heard throughout our lives in our memory. We simply did not pay attention to them, but we all already hear them!

I noticed that when you learn a new word from a song that you have already heard before, you already know the translation of this word forever and you will never forget it!

I want to share this method with you. So, the scheme is as follows.

We find songs that we have already heard.

We add all unfamiliar words from them.

We pass mini tests of memory games. done

Now that you know a lot of words, you will very quickly come to know the whole language!

I bet you'll be surprised how effective this method is!)

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Tee Grizzley

Steppers

 

Steppers

(album: Controversy - 2023)


You be talking 'bout me to the niggas run with you
Then see me out and dick suck and now them boys uncomfortable
Now all the real steppers up your blick in this bitch
Every nigga I don't like getting stripped in this bitch
Huh?
Ayy (Helluva made this beat, baby)
Hmm

Now all the real steppers up your blick in this bitch
I hope a bitch nigga get pistol-whipped to this shit
Every nigga I don't like getting stripped in this bitch
Any sudden move, boy, you getting hit with this blick, bitch
Every nigga in here jack shit and take hits
My lil' nigga whack shit, he don't wanna take pics
If you wanna beat that body, then you better hire Blake, jit
My lil' niggas bake shit, you better send that pape', bitch

Every nigga in here with me clique and catch bodies
If I tell 'em I don't like you, then you getting stretched probably
Simple math, subtract niggas, it ain't shit to solve a problem
And if you hiding and I want you, I'm putting this shit on your mama
And if you wanna be around the gang, catch a body, nigga
Hop up in that striker with me, we them young niggas 'round the city
Catch him out and hit him, kill everything with him
Oh, they pissed? Have my lil' nigga sic 'em
No kizzy, every time I go slide, my lil' niggas go with me
We be hunting shit, hop out, busting shit around the city
I get busy, I can't let a nigga trick me, this shit tricky
I don't want no boring gun, I want a fully or a switchy, bitch, I'm picky

Now all the real steppers up your blick in this bitch
I hope a bitch nigga get pistol-whipped to this shit
Every nigga I don't like getting stripped in this bitch
Any sudden move, boy, you getting hit with this blick, bitch
Every nigga in here jack shit and take hits
My lil' nigga whack shit, he don't wanna take pics
If you wanna beat that body, then you better hire Blake, jit
My lil' niggas bake shit, you better send that pape', bitch (Oh, yeah)

Ayy, Glocks in the air, Glocks in the air (Talking 'bout 9s, 40s, four-fives, put them bitches in the air)
Shots at his hair, we don't send shots in the air (Bah, bah)
Chops in the air, chops in the air (AKs, Dracs, nigga, ARPs, nigga, what up?)
Try to box in this bitch and get you boxed like some squares (Bah)
Got money, but they bitches, catch 'em slipping, take that Rollie off (Give me that)
He been talking crazy, but he hiding, what his homie cost? (Okay)
Bitch, we from the D, we don't say taco, duck your Coney dog (Bah)
Thought he was a demon, Skilla nailed him to the holy cross (Pussy-ass)
My niggas be on street shit (Yeah), headshot, sleep quick (Yeah)
Cook up all the beef shit (Yeah), crime in the D shit (Oh, yeah)
These niggas really dumb enough to go against some millionaires (Okay)
I'm talking they catch you in Somerset and they gon' kill you there (Brr, huh?)

Now all the real steppers up your blick in this bitch
I hope a bitch nigga get pistol-whipped to this shit
Every nigga I don't like getting stripped in this bitch
Any sudden move, boy, you getting hit with this blick, bitch
Every nigga in here jack shit and take hits
My lil' nigga whack shit, he don't wanna take pics
If you wanna beat that body, then you better hire Blake, jit
My lil' niggas bake shit, you better send that pape', bitch

Bitch, we from the D, we don't say taco, duck your Coney dog

done

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