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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

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YFN Lucci

200 Years

 

200 Years

(album: 650Luc: Gangsta Grillz - 2019)


Valet park that Ghost, I be doing the most
I just pulled up ten foreigns in a row, eeny, miny, moe
I just threw like ten racks on a ho
I threw like twenty thousand the day before, yeah (Yeah)
Fuck you niggas shooting at a ghost, you ain't hit a soul
I know all my dawgs, they all go and they don't miss a foe
Thinking 'bout should I let 'em go, I put 'em in that scope
Boy, you better go and slide for big bro and you better not choke
Remember days I was broke, valet park that Ghost
Ain't no umbrellas in the doors, we got too many poles
We got automatics, we on go, we want plenty smoke
I could smoke a whole pound and still gon' want plenty smoke
And Lord, I hate they kill one of my niggas
Lord, I hate my nigga doing some years behind these niggas (Huh)
And some telling me not to, but I still wanna go get 'em
And even if we drop two, we still tryna get triple
And for my dawg I'm doing two hundred years
Or a hundred years, I pray that God forgive me
For my dawg I'd do a hundred years
Or two hundred years, I pray that God forgive me
For them dudes in the street every night
Told me I was gonna get rich, he ain't never lied
I told you I would never sell my soul, I ain't never tried
A nigga done killed my dawg, now the tears all in my eye
For my dawg

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