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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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Mac Dre

Yo' Hood

 

Yo' Hood

(album: 16 Wit' Dre - 2006)


I grew up in the Bay Area around a gang of robbing and shooting
Looked up to legends like Felix Mitchell, Huey P. Newton
And Todd Shaw a.k.a Too $hort
Blowing big hashish with dank that'll make you choke
Young Mac Dre, causing major damage
Back in the days I tossed hoes in the back of my ham sandwich
Grown, gone on bomb seedless hemp
Hound for potential prostitutes who need a pimp
But now I'm bending corners, fresh out the rallies
Choking on roper in the back of Denali's
Drinking that snake bite, Yukon Jack
And boy, I ain't right without my strap
'Cause them cutthroat bandits will split yo' wig
In the streets of Killafornia, ya dig?
It's going down, dog, I'm in your town, dog
Got to let your peeps know how I clown, dog
In the end get it, coming with that Blackhand sound
You thinking I can't clown? Let me put my mack hand down

How yo' hood look?
It's full of gangsters, fool
How yo' hood look?
It's full of gangsters, son
You can catch me on the Eastside, doing my thing
Or you can catch me in New York, boy, it's all the same
How yo' hood look?
It's full of gangsters, fool
How yo' hood look?
It's full of gangsters, son
You can catch me on the Eastside, doing my thing
Or you can catch me in New York, boy, it's all the same
How yo' hood look?
It's full of gangsters, fool
How yo' hood look?
It's full of gangsters, son
You can catch me on the Eastside, doing my thing
Or you can catch me in New York, boy, it's all the same
How yo' hood look?
It's full of gangsters, fool
How yo' hood look?
It's full of gangsters, son
You can catch me on the Eastside, doing my thing
Or you can catch me in New York, boy, it's all the same

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