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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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The Game

Slangin' Rocks

 

Slangin' Rocks

(album: The Red Room - 2010)


Ay yo, 1 time for your motherfucking mind
Y'all niggas waitin on me?! Hahaaaa
Yea, yea, yea…2010 windows on this red Ferrari

Hand on my nuts nigga (ohhh shit)
Solo cause my niggas all locked up in the pen
Here we go again, 2010, 28” rims
Slammed them hardcore like Lil' Kim
Get money, then me and my entourage is in
So tell ya friend to tell her girlfriend I'm in the Benz
This is a Dope Boyz car, bought it with coke cash
& prior this gat, it came with 4 stashes
Get money, fuck bitches, this is my life
She blowing today, in 5 years this is your wife
& you can't handle that, gimme that ace of spades nigga
This is a bottle Jack, bring it back to VIP & swallow that
Holler back, used to sell crack where the college at
When I got low, I re-up where they shoot them hollows at
Same hood, same guns, same tee, same one's
Who said 'cause I'm sagging in these jeans that I can't run?

Standing on the corner straight slanging rocks
Here comes the crooked ass cops, crooked, crooked ass cops
Aww, straight slanging rocks
Aww, here comes the crooked ass cops
Standing on the corner straight slanging rocks
Here comes the crooked ass cops, crooked, crooked ass cops
Aww, straight slanging rocks
Aww, here comes the crooked ass cops

I could talk about my cars, but fuck what's in my garage
I'd rather have a mánage with you & Nicki Minaj
(Aww) This is a threesome
Getting me some, D.R.E. some, Skateboard B some
Starmap nigga, I'm back with a vengeance
Call that happy feet but I don't fuck with the penguins
In my hood that's a no-no, court date: no-show
Got a warrant out but that's just R.E.D. Album promo
Tell 'em like Will, tell 'em nigga come & get meee
Blowin sticky green & I can feel it in my kidney
Chillin in the wind & aint got no common sense
The way that I'm jumpin & swervin inside this Bentley
I am simply a natural born killer
Nigga tempt me, leave this fucking choppa all empty
Yea I did it, that's purple haze lemme hit it
Hide the smoke under my BBC fitted & I'm

Standing on the corner straight slanging rocks
Here comes the crooked ass cops, crooked, crooked ass cops
Aww, straight slanging rocks
Aww, here comes the crooked ass cops
Standing on the corner straight slanging rocks
Here comes the crooked ass cops, crooked, crooked ass cops
Aww, straight slanging rocks
Aww, here comes the crooked ass cops

I be chilling by the (?) now, right by the mill shop
They want Game locked up 'cause that'll make the jail hot
Call my nigga Pharrell cause that'll make my bail pop
California love, I hold it down well Pac
Much love to Brooklyn, got these haters shell-shocked
Roll my L's in Harlem, cause that was Big L's spot
& its summertime, here go my Hummer line
H3, Dre beats beatin like the drummer line
Rolling with my niggas, peace to my bitches
Lets have a pool party & go swimming in my riches
Patent lime, Belvedere, Cerock & Deziak
BB in there with Diddy like “Nigga where the breezys at?”
So I can beat 'em, yea Chris Breezy that
Right behind the Starmap logo is where you see me at
Gimme some, I went from pyrex pots to yachts
Jay, we got something in common: IT'S THE ROC(K)!

Standing on the corner straight slanging rocks
Here comes the crooked ass cops, crooked, crooked ass cops
Aww, straight slanging rocks
Aww, here comes the crooked ass cops
Standing on the corner straight slanging rocks
Here comes the crooked ass cops, crooked, crooked ass cops
Aww, straight slanging rocks
Aww, here comes the crooked ass cops

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