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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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50 Cent

9 Shots

 

9 Shots

(album: Street King Immortal - 2019)


Fifty, fifty
Fifty, fifty
Fifty, fifty
Ferrari, Ferrari
Ferrari, Ferrari
Ferrari, Ferrari
Shooter, shooter
Shooter, shooter

I was innocent then, I ain't do no wrong
She said, "You mommy little man," I said, "Yep, uh huh"
She was everything to me, when she came, I just lit up
Sunday morning I was so sharp, all did up
It was welfare or hustling, they killed her for that
The first shot, bullet wound in my back
I'm fucked up, look at my sneakers, I'm fucked up
Now I'm on my own, mommy gone
Sam said, "You a young boy, why your clothes look so old?
You don't need fish, little nigga, you need a pole
You don't need no new kicks, you need an O"
Chop that, bag it, get right back at it
That touched me, it hit me in my heart
I'm a hustler, homie, you was giving me my start
I am what I am, Sabrina's only baby
Practicing in the mirror, pulling out my .380
Oh man, I fucked up nana gonna kill me
Whenever shit can go wrong it always will
See, seven grams of cocaine, three grams of dope
Saint Mary medallion hanging from my rope
Try to punk me and my gun smoke
Look, I'm outta control, my gun go
Off like it's legal, call the cops, you need to
Give 'em my description, I ain't bullshitting
My high school sweetheart love didn't last long
Niggas start flashing that bread and she was gone
That hurt me like the bullet in my calf then
My next girl was a pain in the ass
I got two shots left, in case niggas try to get me
That's nine shots, we just call it Fifty

Mama said the Lord gon' bless us
Mama said, mama said
Mama said the Lord gon' bless us
Then in came the landlord, beef, and the stresses
Mama said the Lord gon' bless us
Mama said, mama said
Mama said the Lord gon' bless us
The dope bought the shit the food stamps couldn't get us
Mama said the Lord gon' bless us
That's what mama said, that's what mama said

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