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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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50 Cent

Ching Ching Ching

 

Ching Ching Ching

(album: God's Plan - 2002)


[50 Cent:]
Yeah! G-G-G-G-G-G-G-Unit!
(Yayo) Non-stop

I hustled then I got that ching ching ching
Then I bought my bling bling bling
That's how I got your fucking' bitch on my dick
I hustled then I got that ching ching ching
Then I bought my bling bling bling
That's how I got your fucking bitch on my dick

[Tony Yayo:]
You can catch me run inside nigga, doing my thing
Cause what I write with my pen got me next to Don King
I'm blowing H-2-O, in a H2
With a project chick named Rachel
I got rocks on my neck, with a big-ass piece
And come through in a Lex with Claudette Ortiz
With no roof on the top, that's my Sunday car
In the Hummer looking hot, that's my Monday car
I got a stable of hoes, now I'm a P-I-M-P
And bring in bitches on a Amtrak with grams of D
We got beams on the gat, we detail our weapons
And the way that I rap, we e-mail-addressing
Niggas hear what I spent, and wonder how I write it
G-Unit gon' win, we on automatic pilot

[50 Cent:]
I hustled then I got that ching ching ching
Then I bought my bling bling bling
That's how I got your fucking bitch on my dick
I hustled then I got that ching ching ching
Then I bought my bling bling bling
That's how I got your fucking bitch on my dick

[Tony Yayo:]
With menage-a-trois I got these dykes wet
Off of blue E pills with the knife checks
I'm still blowing green in the PJs
Laid out in the cut reading screenplays, nigga be easy
Don't talk greasy, the rap game needs me
I spent 16, you getting charged by the freebie
Y'all niggas in court, spilling the beans
About the kid from New York that be killing the fiends
I'm a H-U-S-T-L-E-R hustler
I got 2 maids but fuck it I need a butler

[50 Cent:]
I hustled then I got that ching ching ching
Then I bought my bling bling bling
That's how I got your fucking bitch on my dick
I hustled then I got that ching ching ching
Then I bought my bling bling bling
That's how I got your fucking bitch on my dick

Bitch!
(Can't forget, rewind, DVD magazine)
"Can the drummer have some!"

done

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