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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 Gotit

Shoot It Up

 

Shoot It Up

(album: Top Chef Gotit - 2021)


This Perc got me flowing, but to you make you buy
(You global now)
(Ew, Dilla)
Hood Baby, shoot it up, shoot it up
Hood Baby, shoot it up, shoot it up (Woo)

The Rollie Febreze, I need a bag, lil' key (Shh)
A playa don't tell the streets (Oh)
You try, gon' fuck up the streets (Bah)
The water on my neck make it cheese
My chop got somewhere to be (My chop)
Went and took off the top with Lil Keed (The top)
I got that slime disease (Okay, let's go)
I'm with some bottom boys, they from my side (Stench)
I'm a real Conley boy, gotta keep an iron (Skrrt)
The bag on value, it look like a dime (Okay, let's go)
Fuck my ex, she full of lies (Fuck)
I flex on that bitch every motherfucking time (Time)
ZL1, watch us pop out the side (Grrah)
We shoot up the car, it's the window, no tires (Brrah)

Send that boy to chalk it, they geeked up on the Wi-Fi (Geeked up)
They Bruce Lee chopping, they take down a don dada (Prr)
Fifty thousand on his head (Bah), them a whole lot of dollars (Ah)
Shake him down myself, I promise I ain't gotta pay a rapper
Bags out (Slatt), shawty throw that ass, now she tryna come up and cash out (Hood Baby)
Before I hit the club, I tell them folks I need my bag now (Respectfully)
8-ball shooting out that Glock, it's like a cannon (You dig?)
Neck, the VVS's, baguettes, yeah, they dancing (Woo)

The Rollie Febreze, I need a bag, lil' key (Shh)
A playa don't tell the streets (Oh)
You try, gon' fuck up the streets (Bah)
The water on my neck make it cheese
My chop got somewhere to be (My chop)
Went and took off the top with Lil Keed (The top)
I got that slime disease (Okay, let's go)
I'm with some bottom boys, they from my side (Stench)
I'm a real Conley boy, gotta keep an iron (Skrrt)
The bag on value, it look like a dime (Okay, let's go)
Fuck my ex, she full of lies (Fuck)
I flex on that bitch every motherfucking time (Time)
ZL1, watch us pop out the side (Grrah)
We shoot up the car, it's the window, no tires (Brrah)

Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (Grrah)
Yeah, we tossing up on Xans, brought three felons on the tour bus (On Xans)
Lil' bitch, I make her 'set when I nut on her face, that's a touch-up (Yeah, see, why?)
All hundreds on the left and them fifties on the right and I'm doing my lift-ups (My push-ups)
My side bitch bag different (Bag), my main bitch know that her cash different (Woo)
.223 sound like some adlibs (Ah), we all got some racks, this the cash year (Racks)
Her booty go dry on the CashApp (Yeah), come here at the safe, hide to stash here (Stash)
Free them guys out the chain, the grabbers, mama say I'm a headache, Advil
You play on my hood and I load up the tech bottle

The Rollie Febreze, I need a bag, lil' key (Shh)
A playa don't tell the streets (Mmm)
You try, gon' fuck up the streets (Bah)
The water on my neck make it cheese (Agh)
My chop got somewhere to be (My chop)
Went and took off the top with Lil Keed (The top)
I got that slime disease (Okay, let's go)
I'm with some bottom boys, they from my side (Stench)
I'm a real Conley boy, gotta keep an iron (Skrrt)
The bag on value, it look like a dime (Okay, let's go)
Fuck my ex, she full of lies (Fuck)
I flex on that bitch every motherfucking time (Time)
ZL1, watch us pop out the side (Grrah)
We shoot up the car, it's the window, no tires (Brrah)

done

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