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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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HoodRich Pablo Juan

Got My Tool On Me

 

Got My Tool On Me

(album: MONY POWR RSPT: Designer Drugz Edition - 2015)


[Hoodrich Pablo Juan:]
I got fifty rounds on me, you can see it hanging
Little boy, don't give no fuck about you gangbanging
You can see the bands on me plus I'm armed and dangerous
The fuck you looking at, nigga? Oh, I forgot I'm famous
Got my tool on, yeah, I got my tool on me
Got my tool on, yeah, I got my tool on me
I got my tool on, yeah, I got my tool on me
I got the tool on, gotta keep the tool on me

I started serving two-for-five with the 38
Got a call from a country nigga that was out of state
He was steak, I had to eat his plate
I've got to keep the tool on me, might remember face
Keep the AK 'cause I ain't going out like Trayvon Martin
Red 223 tucked in his leg, got him barely walking
Kill will keep the sawed off pump and still across
Got some killers waiting on me, she get in there to come and [?]

I got fifty rounds on me, you can see it hanging
Little boy, don't give no fuck about you gangbanging
You can see the bands on me plus I'm armed and dangerous
The fuck you looking at, nigga? Oh, I forgot I'm famous
Got my tool on, yeah, I got my tool on me
Got my tool on, yeah, I got my tool on me
I got my tool on, yeah, I got my tool on me
I got the tool on, gotta keep the tool on me

You can have this shit, nigga, you catch me slipping, nigga
Eleven times out of ten, I got my pistol, nigga
Bulldogs, I bet if death kissed you, nigga
Let my young nigga get him, he'll be somewhere, Mississippi River
Rap beef, nigga, end up on the milk carton, nigga
Gotta free my nigga Guwop, that's my favorite real nigga
Banana clips get to peeling all you monkey ass niggas
What the fuck you got a pistol for and ain't gon' pull the trigger?
Fuck nigga

I got fifty rounds on me, you can see it hanging
Little boy, don't give no fuck about you gangbanging
You can see the bands on me plus I'm armed and dangerous
The fuck you looking at, nigga? Oh, I forgot I'm famous
Got my tool on, yeah, I got my tool on me
Got my tool on, yeah, I got my tool on me
I got my tool on, yeah, I got my tool on me
I got the tool on, gotta keep the tool on me

[DC White:]
I got the tool on me, don't make a move, homie
Run up on me, leave them stiff, wrap them like a mummy
50K, all hundreds, all blue on me
My shooter hold the 40 while I'm out serving dummies
I'm Frank Lucas of the trap, I can't serve you with no strap
Me and Pablo, four wins back to back, strap in every lap
Proceed with caution, I got killers in Slauson, I finessed a nigga from Boston
I whipped up the brick, I got the wheel of fortune

[Hoodrich Pablo Juan:]
I got fifty rounds on me, you can see it hanging
Little boy, don't give no fuck about you gangbanging
You can see the bands on me plus I'm armed and dangerous
The fuck you looking at, nigga? Oh, I forgot I'm famous
Got my tool on, yeah, I got my tool on me
Got my tool on, yeah, I got my tool on me
I got my tool on, yeah, I got my tool on me
I got the tool on, gotta keep the tool on me

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