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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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03 Greedo

Voodoo

 

Voodoo

(album: The Wolf Of Grape Street - 2018)


Ayy, leave a spell, 03
Ayy, leave a spell on your clique

I know voodoo, I know magic (voodoo)
Pull up on me it get tragic
Pulling up, I lay 'em down in the past nigga
Zip a nigga up in plastic
I'm the nigga going up, a nigga savage
It's a gift, it's a curse, it's a gift, it's a curse
Nah nigga I ain't average
I'm the nigga going up, I'm a savage

Put a spell on that bitch in my verse, that's a whole quote
Chop a bitch off where the hoes go
Blood money on my neck, bitch I made it rose gold
All my peoples Pasadena like the Rose Bowl
More gas than my teachers off a whole flow
Watered down, from the bleachers to the end zone
Cheerleaders smoke dope, kicking shit, no clothes
You see LA, I just run out, wonder where her clothes go?
Do it behind closed doors, sipping lean, I won't dose
New sweater made by junkie made by Kezno in my Benzo
Get her on her ass like a movie that's suspenseful
Ten tre day, I'm soldiered down like ten-four
Long live King Yella, free my nigga TK
Fuck her in that prison with the damus and keyways
Or up in the dub from the arm to the peach cake
Peter-rolling rolling, I ain't never been a cheapskate

I know voodoo, I know magic (voodoo)
Pull up on me it get tragic
Pulling up, I lay 'em down in the past nigga
Zip a nigga up in plastic
I'm the nigga going up, a nigga savage
It's a gift, it's a curse, it's a gift, it's a curse
Nah nigga I ain't average
I'm the nigga going up, I'm a savage

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