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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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Coupes / Roses

 

Coupes / Roses

(album: Self Made Vol. 3 - 2013)


As a kid I had a lot of money
Knotted up, rubberband money
Next to that Xbox, thrown in my Jordan box
I think it was my 13's something that I rarely rocked
White and black high top, i used to wear the high socks
Back when I was balling, shooting 3's for a dollar
I was hustling niggas back then, buying momma scratch and wins
Stackin my ends, trying to get that Robinson
Cause pop was robbing, beating 'em back then, I mean back when it was in my life
I still had to think, for my life, it was good with that
Dicky pants and suit and tie; let me decide which way to go
Changes tire wages out to the day I expire so
BCG's Russian, Blue Collar to the buckle
All my deals done, Midwest nigga with the locs on
Been getting this since Voltron, kung-fu grip, Bufon
When it comes to getting this paper I'm like Kobe and Lebron

[Chorus 2X:]
Coupes and roses, flowers for the dead
Fresh made, we bow our heads, give thanks for this bread
Lord keep us safe and our families out the feds
My OG asked it square, and this is what he said: he should

Expensive habits, I'm a addict for golden kicks
Leather bunkers and dark skinned chicks
What can I say? I like to floss a bit
Spend money like a faucet drain, sweat pants inside vans like a Boston nigga
Everybody say I'm awesome, shit
I'm just makin money talking this
Never made one cent off a toss in a blink
I hustled diamonds, got my hands dirty, cleanin my wrist
Gold gat, no rope, still emotion is sick
Blue collar, clean Impala, automatic no stick
In case in trip automatics who grip protect possessions
Don't condone a weapon but they out to catch us slipping
When you living like this the poor fish on the rich
Court seats in the Knicks, shout to Marn, my nigga
The harder I work more lavish I live
Not bad for a kid who always started with kicks

[Chorus 2X]

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