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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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Z-Ro

New Shit

 

New Shit

(album: Drankin' & Drivin' - 2016)


If you don't like my new shit you can go back to my old shit
Matter fact y'all haters ain't gotta jam none of my shit
Y'all haters can eat my whole dick
I don't do this for y'all
Gotta get this money, gotta get this money mayne
Gotta get this money, gotta get this money mayne
Gotta get this money, gotta get this money mayne
Gotta get this money, gotta get this money mayne

Listen, if you were struggling, back in '97 when I started this
And your ass still struggling in 2016, you hustle is garbage bitch
I can't stay in the same old place, I gotta keep on moving
And since the music keep on playing I gotta keep on grooving
That's why I keep on winning and these bitch niggas keep on losing
And FYI I've been single since 97, that's why I keep on doing
They keep on killing me but I keep on living, that's what I keep on doing
It's me against the world like 2Pac Shakur
So anybody can get it, give them 2 shots or more
[?] if you ever wonder why I didn't ever come around
Cause your moma be like fuck you, nigga we don't ever want you to come around
And Paris I found out 'bout you when you were damn near grown
I promise these baby momas these days ain't worth the flesh that they are printed on

If you don't like my new shit you can go back to my old shit
Matter fact y'all haters ain't gotta jam none of my shit
Y'all haters can eat my whole dick
I don't do this for y'all
Gotta get this money, gotta get this money mayne
Gotta get this money, gotta get this money mayne
Gotta get this money, gotta get this money mayne
Gotta get this money, gotta get this money mayne

You can say what you want about me, I don't mind
Cause I'm a diamond homie, I'll be damned if I don't shine
40000 people holding my legs, I'm still gon' climb
And even though they got their own homie, they still want mine
I heard Z-Ro ain't this and Z-Ro ain't that
Z-Ro ain't having no money and Z-Ro can't rap
Z-Ro don't give a damn 'long as he roll make stacks
His credit card ain't got a color, how the fuck you love that?
Foreign cars that's all I'm riding
I hear you haters talking funny, that's why I be smiling, cheese
If money come in two's then haters come in three's
But without them there's no me
I love my haters

If you don't like my new shit you can go back to my old shit
Matter fact y'all haters ain't gotta jam none of my shit
Y'all haters can eat my whole dick
I don't do this for y'all
Gotta get this money, gotta get this money mayne
Gotta get this money, gotta get this money mayne
Gotta get this money, gotta get this money mayne
Gotta get this money, gotta get this money mayne

Grown men gossiping 'bout other grown men
Ain't that what bitches do? Then y'all niggas ain't grown men
I hate to say it but I got niggas on my team that be watching my pocket
They don't put in the work like I put in the work
But they want what I got in my pocket
Y'all can keep on talking cause y'all just talking and that's a damn shame
Nobody know y'all in home
But I'll do Africa, they know my damn name
Taking over this world with real nigga music, that's my plan mane
Players do what we wanna do and y'all haters do what y'all can mane

If you don't like my new shit you can go back to my old shit
Matter fact y'all haters ain't gotta jam none of my shit
Y'all haters can eat my whole dick
I don't do this for y'all
Gotta get this money, gotta get this money mayne
Gotta get this money, gotta get this money mayne
Gotta get this money, gotta get this money mayne
Gotta get this money, gotta get this money mayne

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?