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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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Fredo Santana

Bail Money

 

Bail Money

(album: Plugged In - 2017)


Ain't shit changed bitch I'm still in the cut ho
Straight chop in the hood fuck I gotta cut if fo'
Riding with that scale on me, niggas might tell on me
I don't give a fuck cuz you know I got that bail money
Can't trust these niggas cuz these niggas be snakes
Can't trust these niggas cuz these niggas be fake
I can get it cheaper, let me hit my people
Niggas hating on me and I'm balling in the bleachers

Remember when I was little, wanted to fuck my teacher
Now I'm getting so much money I should fuck my teacher
Think I'm Lil Wayne bitch, finna have a seizure
Leaning so damn hard shit I done spilled lean cup
Heard Future and Jay Z got the keys well let me in bruh
Cruising in my own lane, tell these niggas keep up
Who's that knocking at my door, let me grab my heater
Trigger happy then mother fucker imma squeeze up
Ay, mother fucker imma squeeze something
Hire than the sun bitch, feel like I'm off meds or something
Little bitch looking at me like she want sex or something
Hit her with that wink and I tell that bitch to text or something
Fuck a Rari, a Bentley, bitch I need a G6
Homicide grimy, nah I ain't seen shit
Might not say nothing, but you know I peep shit
This is Savage Squad and you know you in some deep shit

Ain't shit changed bitch I'm still in the cut ho
Straight chopped in the hood fuck I gotta cut if fo'
Riding with that scale on me, niggas might tell on me
I don't give a fuck cuz you know I got that bail money
Can't trust these niggas cuz these niggas be snakes
Can't trust these niggas cuz these niggas be fake
I can get it cheaper, let me hit my people
Niggas hating on me and I'm balling in the bleachers

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