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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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Recaro Seats

 

Recaro Seats

(album: Product Of The Dope Game - 2019)


Check
I ain't never been to Cuba before
But I got two around my neck
Something slight though
Check, aye aye aye, aye aye
Mane
Dang
Check
Yea
Aye aye aye, aye aye

Black ASC, stock Recaro seats
Now every time she see the ragtop she think of me (goddamn)
Park it right next to the 'Vette for no reason
Let her stay the night then dropped the bitch at Four Seasons (numbers)
Every time I drop a new tape I cop new pieces (yeah)
I don't even gotta do a show, I'm still eating
I don't need shit from a bitch, but still keep it
The beat make me wanna cop a rope and two beepers
Quarter mil' spent on a whip and still feasting
Show my young niggas in the hood that they can get it
I'm hitting 150 down Bob Speedway
Race the M6 on my way to John Daly
I've been shopping at Trader Joe's crazy lately
Cleaning my Rolex watching movies from the 80's
I ain't rode my bike in a month, I've been craving
Calculating every fucking cent I've been saving

Man, Recaro Seats nigga
These muhfucking heated
Something slight, nigga
Numbers

Getaway whip, got it parked in Emeryville
Five dollar white tee but I'm worth a mil'
It's magic, roof disappear, Copperfield
I'm sitting on my couch, negotiating deals
It's money overseas, that's something that I need
She's been tryna give me that since 2015 (off-top)
Life of a Mack, thousand dollar lamps
If it make sense nigga, go on and get the cash
Gotta have a plan, take care the fam
Make sure the tires on the whip wiped down
Anything under ten thous' I just laugh
You gotta understand, love, my time is valuable
Never show your hand
The bitch got you heartbroken, I'm counting up bands
I gotta stay focused
Views of the ocean, Louis V loafers
Even when I ain't have nothing bitch, I wasn't hopeless
What's happening

Recaro seats, nigga
Aye aye aye, aye aye aye
Gahdamn
Peanut butter seats nigga, something slight
Numbers
Good job Recaro
Shit
Mane
Numbers
Aye aye aye, aye aye aye

done

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