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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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Yo Gotti

Bag

 

Bag

(album: CM8: Any Hood America - 2015)


We ridin Lambs like they Ubers
We got rates for the shooters
Roley watches like they G-Shock's
This money here come from the crackspots

Cause I'ma blow a bag, I'ma blow a bag
Ima get it back, so I can blow a bag
Ima get it back, yeah Ima get it back
Ima blow a bag, cause Ima get it back

I just went to Neiman's, and I just blew a bag
Copped that new Givenchy, and I didn't see the tags
Thirty two fifty, half a quarter for a shirt
And we call it that sauce, work
Pull up in a [?] , leave the valet
And when I hit the gas; skirrt
Take of a like a rocket, if you the plug then I'm the socket
Niggas hate but they can't stop it, I just blew another bag
Dealership with 'nother tags, swapped it up another swag
Bought my bitch another bag, another bitch I know she mad
I just blew another check, I just bought another Tec
I been waitin on pussy niggas, Ima die for this respect

We ridin Lambs like they Ubers
We got rates for the shooters
Roley watches like they G-Shock's
This money here come from the crackspots

Cause I'ma blow a bag, I'ma blow a bag
Ima get it back, so I can blow a bag
Ima get it back, yeah Ima get it back
Ima blow a bag, cause Ima get it back

Half a brick for a section, Im in club Liv flexin
I can't wait till that confetti drop, when they play me and that Fetty Wap
I just got a trap queen, plus I got a trap phone
I got minutes on the prepaid, so don't hit me on the iPhone
Pop a pill pop a pill I'm in my zone, I might wake up in a whole nother timezone
I don't remember shit from yesterday, fuck it, thinkin bout tomorrow anyway

We ridin Lambs like they Ubers
We got rates for the shooters
Roley watches like they G-Shock's
This money here come from the crackspots

Cause I'ma blow a bag, I'ma blow a bag
Ima get it back, so I can blow a bag
Ima get it back, yeah Ima get it back
Ima blow a bag, cause Ima get it back

done

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