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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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Lil B

Robbin For Xrack

 

Robbin For Xrack

(album: I'm Thraxx - 2009)


Real shit nigga
Hundred thousand man
It's your boy Lil B in this bitch
You feel me?
Fuck gay niggas
Fuck you, all you bitch ass niggas
West Berkeley in this bitch
Suck my dick
Rich nigga clique

Come into your crib, I need them packages
I'm like a dope fiend, robbing for crack again
Jackpot, ching ching, jackpot, bling bling
Jackpot, jackpot, crack spot, yeah

Got that crack, cousin, bitch we finna rob the boy
Run up in that ho' crib and make him feel the pain, bitch
Jack boys never say shit, cause we famous
Jack boys never touch dope, unless we bring it
Bro told me that this nigga flexing with that A1
Bitch, I don't sell crack, but I will go and take some
Ask that ho 'bout the boss, bet he tell you
All-star robber, bring the pain, I'm a mail you
Have my big bro tie you up for no reason
You know it's hunting season, leave these bitches grieving
Bay boy, shorty, with them pills in my pocket
Playing with that dope game, you finna need a rocket
B-Town boys, west side nigga rocking
Fuck you fucking coppers, free my cousin Rocky
Suckers think I'm playing, 'til I'm at your fucking door
For that yin yang, lay your head on the floor, bitch

Come into your crib, I need them packages
I'm like a dope fiend, robbing for crack again
Jackpot, ching ching, jackpot, bling bling
Jackpot, jackpot, crack spot, yeah

Come into your crib, I need them packages
I'm like a dope fiend, robbing for crack again
Jackpot, ching ching, jackpot, bling bling
Jackpot, jackpot, crack spot, yeah

Lay these hoes down with that magnum, magnum
Tie these hoes up for that ransom, blast 'em
No questions, I'm the general, sergeant
I'm not playing, cause my boys really mobbing
When that shit started, niggas claiming S.T
Niggas claiming 'front shit, niggas claiming F.T
One thing in common is, all them (niggas) robbing
Caught bro slipping and, hit him with that lock-in
Fuck with West Oakland, them high-rise apartments
Fucking with the killers, salute to the robbers
Yeah, now they gon' told me that I'm manie
I'm robbing off this dope, and I'm finna go crazy
Yeah, I said I'm finna go crazy
Robbing off this dope man, I'm finna go crazy
Yeah, I said I'm finna go crazy
Robbing off this dope man, I'm finna go crazy

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