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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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Trippie Redd

R3D LIN3

 

R3D LIN3

(album: HATE IS DEAD - 2021)


Choppa low, head high, red dot, bullseye (Loesoe going crazy)
I cannot get jiggly with some hoe niggas that's gon' choose sides
Lame ass niggas, wish they mommas got their tubes tied
You don't cross the motherfucking red line
Niggas hit me up, they heard the headlines
Can't even kick it with you if you wasn't on Fox 5
All my niggas did crime
All my niggas did time, fed time
Bro, don't cross that red line
Bro, don't cross that red line
Lil' boy, don't cross that red line
Lil' boy, don't cross that red line
Red line, yeah, red slime
Yeah, red eye, me love on the red eye, yeah

Feeling down, keep your head up
Tote a whole hunnid round, get yo head bust
Yeah, racing to the money, take a shortcut
I just poured Wockesha in a red cup
I might have to mix it with some yellow Tussin
Fuck the opps, they ain't talking 'bout nothing
Shots setting off the car alarms
Yeah, they tryna bring me down, but I keep going hard
Bet you love me now with all your Chrome Heart
Got a purple Fanta, red bandana
I ain't playing 'round, walking 'round with that blammer
Yeah, walking 'round with that hammer
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah

Choppa low, head high, red dot, bullseye
I cannot get jiggly with some hoe niggas that's gon' choose sides
Lame ass niggas, wish they mommas got their tubes tied
You don't cross the motherfucking red line
Niggas hit me up, they heard the headlines
Can't even kick it with you if you wasn't on Fox 5
All my niggas did crime
All my niggas did time, fed time
Bro, don't cross that red line
Bro, don't cross that red line
Lil' boy, don't cross that red line
Lil' boy, don't cross that red line
Red line, yeah, red slime
Yeah, red eye, me love on the red eye, yeah

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