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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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Real Boston Richey

IDK

 

IDK

(album: Public Housing, Pt. 2 - 2023)


Yeah, yeah, yeah, nigga, Richey
Man, I pop my shit and I do whatever
Nobody gon' stop shit
(Known to let that MAC fly just like my nigga Doe, baow)

Let that MAC fly, I get my turned up bitch from my boy Doe Boy
I'm double R, they call me Richey Rich, ain't no Rolls-Royce
Spot my bitch from out the crowd yelling my name, I know my hoe's voice
Two bitches tryna sandwich me, tryna treat me like a po' boy
Crackers kicked my door in, I don't even know shit
I ain't even sold shit, I ain't sold no bricks
My bitch tryna ask me 'bout my whereabouts, I ain't been with no bitch
Even though I know I'm sliding with G, being on that ho shit

Tone, me, and RenKen, we sliding, nigga, that's 'bout four switch
We all fucked the same bitch, she done took 'bout four dicks
Cut her off, she put me in her close friends, I ain't in no mix
Had a mission set up by the club, I'm looking like, "Where my ho went?"
Like, damn, bae, you did me like that? I should've blocked your ass
Set a rich nigga up, bitch, I would've bought a bag
Your last nigga was capping 'fore he seen Boston, I got all the cash
Post three hundred on the 'Gram, they be like, "Where his flossing ass?"
Nigga, I can take some pain, only pain I lost a bag
Nigga say he want some smoke, fuck 'round, leave him coughing bad
Thugging on the block with the older niggas, that's where I got my swag
Fucked her at my mama house, that's why the bitch just walked out fast

Let that MAC fly, I get my turned up bitch from my boy Doe Boy
I'm double R, they call me Richey Rich, ain't no Rolls-Royce
Spot my bitch from out the crowd yelling my name, I know my hoe's voice
Two bitches tryna sandwich me, tryna treat me like a po' boy
Crackers kicked my door in, I don't even know shit
I ain't even sold shit, I ain't sold no bricks
My bitch tryna ask me 'bout my whereabouts, I ain't been with no bitch
Even though I know I'm sliding with G, being on that ho shit

Gotta keep my nina on me 'cause these niggas be on some poor shit
Freestyle all my shit in the booth, nigga, I never wrote shit
Know I'm in that mode when I'm out here jugging, I don't even post shit
I be out here jugging weed, girl, and boy, and more shit
Hit the store to buy some bags, foreign car, the low stick
I ain't dapping them niggas up, I don't even know jit
Fucked a bitch from the north side, from the back, I screamed out, "4 shit"
Don't let her find out where you stay, that's how you get your door kicked

Let that MAC fly, I get my turned up bitch from my boy Doe Boy
I'm double R, they call me Richey Rich, ain't no Rolls-Royce
Spot my bitch from out the crowd yelling my name, I know my hoe's voice
Two bitches tryna sandwich me, tryna treat me like a po' boy
Crackers kicked my door in, I don't even know shit
I ain't even sold shit, I ain't sold no bricks
My bitch tryna ask me 'bout my whereabouts, I ain't been with no bitch
Even though I know I'm sliding with G, being on that ho shit

done

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