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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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Lloyd Banks

Love Shots

 

Love Shots

(album: The Cold Corner 2 - 2011)


You're feeling yourself, you're feeling me
The feeling is strong, it's clear to see
Ain't no feeling like on top to me and pass down
Possibly, sit down drop the V
I'm tryna drop another one, shit I gotta see
Stunting 'til the summer come, swagger by the tree
Juggling these questions, 'cause it's puzzling to me
That baby got a husband and she's riding round with me
Fuck it, I'm just playing my part
I ain't tryna cuff it, can't trust it
She balling on a nigga budget, touch downs keep her there
Money's the subject
And I'm on another team, gotta love it
She probably try it on me, I wouldn't rug it
Southside stubborn, cold hearted in public
Living without a care, don't care how you judge it
Tired of hearing what you going through
I does it

Love shots
She's firing the gun
Probably had a hundred niggas looking dumb
But I ain't the one
Nah, I ain't like them
Matter of fact, I went back on the road when I'm done
G's up, hoes down
Get paper, smoke pounds
Fo' bitches, fo' rounds
G's up, hoes all the way down

Maybe I will, maybe I won't
Maybe I'm better off if I don't
None of that money is yours, baby, you're broke
And when that boat sink, your soap back on the rope
Brand new task, 'cause she's wonderful with her throat
Cash for the pope, she's coming up with the stroke
Shawty taking shots, I duck, dive and dodge
Always on the move girl, I work 5 jobs
I'm a go getter, fly nigga, flow spitter
Game owner, player and a coach hitter
Gold glitter and my CD dope
Lock me up to NYPD, won't probably wanna see me slip
Have a nigga baby, grimy on that greedy shit
Borderline crazy, crazy to not see the shit
Cold hearted, step into the freezer whip
Blue fucking Hef, no stress and the weed is lit

Love shots
She's firing the gun
Probably had a hundred niggas looking dumb
But I ain't the one
Nah, I ain't like them
Matter of fact, I went back on the road when I'm done
G's up, hoes down
Get paper, smoke pounds
Fo' bitches, fo' rounds
G's up, hoes all the way down

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