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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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Trina

Watch The Drip (from "The RMG Compilation")

 

Watch The Drip (from "The RMG Compilation")


30 hanging out the ride side
All my choppas ducking, they don't like guys
Getting to the chicken like I'm popeyes
Gotta hit the kitchen make the block hot
Went jewelery shopping in paris (ooh)
All of my bitches rock karats (ooh)
These niggas love my appearance (ooh)
I be brushing up on my new [?] (ayy)
I ain't been getting no sleep, I was on the run from the police
You was on the run in the nose bleeds
You a rat, but you ain't getting no cheese
I'm cute but I be with the OG's
You ain't getting the pussy, nigga proceed
I know all the bitches that you go see
Nigga run your money up and smoke weed

Drippin on these hoes, I'm dr-drippin on these hoes
I just pulled another four, I'm t-tippin on fo-fours
Your bitch round here with that booger sugar dripping from her nose
I make messes where I step, sauce dripping from my toes (uh)

Tell the bitch hit me up if you need me
She sent a dm, I ain't read it
Ya I'm cool, but I'm kinda conceited
Caught a wave and they trying to repeat it
I came in the came with a check on me
I'm the one, lil bitch, you can bet on it
When my name come up, put some respect on it
Bad wrist, bout to drop a patek on it (ooh)
Can't name another bitch as cold as me
Your bitch high cause I roll the weed
Shit I drive, came from over seas
My new whip is just for me, ain't got no other seats
28 inches, I'm Pocahontas
28 grams, I'm smokahontas
Before I could how to read, I knew how to count it
I got up out the rolls [?]
I think I'm the shit and I must be
Cause I ain't met a bitch that could touch me

I hope bitches good at math, I got problems for these hoes
I be making bitches mad, I got drama for these hoes
Boy, these hoes ain't got no cash, I got commas on these hoes
I got fuck off with your daddy, bitch I'm mamma to these hoes

You just tryna get some pussy, nigga sit down and be humble
Ain't not fucking me for free, what tax bracket is you under?
I want blunts, I want hundreds, I want some bundles and a [?]
I could get that shit myself, but I would rather spend his money
I'm a racked up boss bitch, act tough you off bitch
You can't go to war with me, you broke, and that shit costs bitch
I'm a racked up boss bitch, act tough you off bitch
You can't go to war with me, you broke, and that shit costs bitch

I hope bitches good at math, I got problems for these hoes
I be making bitches mad, I got drama for these hoes
Boy, these hoes ain't got no cash, I got commas on these hoes
I got fuck off with your daddy, bitch I'm mamma to these hoes

Tell these bitches get they're bread up or get they're head bust
I be piling up them blue hunnids in the red duffel
All you bitches like to talk, but you bitches scared of us
He can't diss me if he licked me, keep it real I fed niggas
If he try to disrespect me, it's gon be some dead niggas
Ain't no need to be repeated, you heard what I said nigga
Ya nigga they seen her, riding round with that Nina
Send your nigga to rehab, this pussy good and he fiending
Trina

done

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