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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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Dave East

Don Pablo

 

Don Pablo

(album: Kairi Chanel - 2016)


Bitches call me Don Pablo
Louis Vutton poncho
Photos with my eyes low
Strapped wherever I go
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know

Yola in the bando
Rolling up in Franco
Toe tag and won't brag about it now you John Doe
If you need a joint play the point, Rondo
Tanning out in Cali, El Segundo
Left your baby momma with her mind blown
Took a trip to Cabo
Nigga got some work, now he think he El Chapo
Masked up, hoodie low creeping through your block slow
Tryna find a lick, we could split, get the nachos
Swerving off the Henny but I'm watching out for potholes
Thinking of them nights I was stressing in the box bro
Chiefing like [?] , only afford McDonald's, OJ
I'm in the Bronco, me and Blanco
Spanish buy steak and cilantro, el guapo
I only count to quatro, coco for your nostril
Shining everywhere I walk I make the whole block glow
Fly young nigga getting to it, bet your pops know
Hottest in my city, all the judges and the cops know
Call my nigga Gato, my jeans used to be Paco
Baby mother Spanish nigga, fell in love with tacos
I was in Miami up in Liv, me and Capo
Mad under covers in the building, I did not know
I come from the town that's famous for the Apollo
When you getting money, even famous bitches swallow
Hit it from a DM, I ain't even have to follow
Rosé to the face, I ain't never passed the bottle
I'm always sick, I don't never need a doc note
2DopeBoy, I'm always looking like I got coke

Bitches call me Don Pablo
Louis Vutton poncho
Photos with my eyes low
Strapped wherever I go
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
Bitches call me Don Pablo
Louis Vutton poncho
Photos with my eyes low
Strapped wherever I go
Nigga got some work, now he think he El Chapo
Nigga got some work, now he think he El Chapo

I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
Bitches call me Don Pablo

done

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