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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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Young Buck

Off Parole

 

Off Parole


[Intro: Young Buck]
Haha... Hey yo yayo
Ayo you off parole now nigga
Let's go
Haha
Ayo man these niggaz mustve forgot man
Nigga we run these streets nigga
G UNIT

[Verse 1: Young Buck]
We let you niggaz pick up the ones, we left you our leftovers
Shut down your company and murdered your best soldiers
And it's the motherfuckin thanks we get
I ain't putting out my album till you buy Banks shit
Don't be fooled by these rap niggas fake ass jewels
They sell a hundred thousand records and they think they cool
Wheres the rules, my little girl watching the tube and she don't need to see another nigga kissin a dude
BET didn't give us no invitations to the awards
There wasn't enough metal detectors at the door
Lord, don't let this industry injure me
I'm tryna see my nephew at least turn twenty-three
Live to the day they let Larry Hoover free
So all you rap niggas better get used to me
Let's take it back Yayo to where it used to be
G U N I T
Holla back

[Verse 2: Tony Yayo]
You started, I fell off, my album did seven hundred
So fuck with five fifty, I'm in a six hundred
Level four vest got the fifty on me
And if I ever go broke I spend Fiftys money
Nigga fresh off tour, from Sweden to Germany
Chill on my dick so these hoes ain't burning me
Bentley flying spur, interior burgandy
Bulletproof truck, in case you cowards try to murder me
Jail house is packed ain't no empty cells
And I'm tryna make a half a mill, off of twelve-twelves
My little mouse gun hold twelve shells
And if we get locked up, we postin twelve bails
Antiques, gucci sneaks, they cost twelve bills
For my next two albums I need twelve mills
I'm the MVP, the most valuable playa
I'm in your mp3 playa
So hate nigga

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