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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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NLE Choppa

N.W.A.

 

N.W.A.

(album: Cottonwood - 2019)


Pipe that shit up, TNT
Ayy
NLE shit
NLE the top shotta, got the bomb like Al-Qaeda (No cap)
Ayy, ayy

I got the stick up in my pants, when I up it, I'ma burn something
He thinking I ain't killing, well that nigga better learn something
And when we sliding, we gon' wet the car, you know we tryna flip something
Thirty piece special out this Glock, you know that we gon' clip something

You niggas not no hitters, y'all just really just tryna fit in (Tryna fit in)
My Glock, it came out the closet 'cause he got a dick in (No homo)
I'm a nigga with an attitude, you can call me Mac Ren
And you never know which Choppa you gon' get, like I'm Ben-10

Ayy, murder, murder, murder, I'ma turn into an anthem
Don't fuck with niggas like the KKK, but I'm a Panther
These bullets went his way, I bet I turned him to a dancer
A lot of vapor in this gas, bitch, I'm smoking on a Fanta
And if he try to rob me, make a nigga do a remix (No cap)
You can't relate to my music, I'm speaking on some G shit
Know fishbowl in this coupe, nigga, yeah, I'm screaming fuck a tint
If I catch a nigga that shot my dawg, gon' bust his shit
Hundred round drum and I'm looking for a bozo
Stand over his body and shoot him, make him roll over
I'ma leave him dead in the woods, he gon' have a dirt odor
The opps think we done killing, but this shit is never over
I make 'em break down, I love the way the Drac' sound
Ain't no waiting now, we sliding 'til the sun down
He tried to jump up in that water, now that boy up in a lake now
Closed casket gang, we gon' leave that boy face out

You niggas not no hitters, y'all just really just tryna fit in
My Glock, it came out the closet 'cause he got a dick in
I'm a nigga with an attitude, you can call me Mac Ren
You never know which Choppa you gon' get, like I'm Ben-10, yeah (Huh?)

Ayy (Yeah, yeah)
Thought I was done on this bitch
But we gon' bring that shit back (Huh?)
We gon' bring that shit back, bring that shit back (What'd you say?)
Dig what I'm saying?
Rat-a-tat-tat, brrt, brrt, bah, bah, bah

Ooh, there go the police, grab your gun and run
Then I be smiling while I shoot because the murder for fun
And why these niggas staring at me? Swear to God I'm not the one
'Cause I'ma blam 'em, slam 'em, throw a temper tantrum
If he owe me some motherfucking money, I hold him ransom
I want all the motherfucking smoke, I'm causing cancer
And if he don't let me in, I'm breaking in like Santa, yeah

Aim it at you, ooh, ooh
What you gonna do? Ooh, ooh (What you gonna do?)
7.62's, ooh, ooh (7.62's)
Wet him like a pool, what you gonna do?

You niggas not no hitters, you really just tryna fit in
My Glock, it came out the closet 'cause he got a dick in
I'm a nigga with an attitude, you can call me Mac Ren
Never know which Choppa you gon' get, like I'm Ben-10, yeah

done

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