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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

Game Go

 

Game Go

(album: 16 Wit' Dre - 2006)


Oh, okay, that's what we gon' do
We gon' slow the thing down then
Slow the thing down, let's do it
Let's do it then, man
You know, I'm way the fuck up here in Alaska, man
With some major factors, man
And we have no choice but to do it real, real, real, real big
You feel me, family? Real, real, real, real big (I feel you family)
Mac motherfucking Dre

My compadre Hector got the nectar, talking 'bout the soft sack
I'm tryna off that, but toss that, nigga, I'm a boss mack
I break bad ass bitches that don't talk back
No, I'm no soft cat, I'm on her back like a bra strap
On her head like a straw cap, spit nothing but the raw facts
Yeah, I fucked off racks, the one the bitch brought back
Money, dummy, the only thing that quench thirst
I think I'm scritch cursed, gotta get my chips first
I bump me a thick nurse, be all in a bitch purse
No chips, she can disperse
This just ain't a slick verse
It's macking, cuddie; it's stacking, cuddie
I keep it cutthroatish, I leave a nigga smacked and bloodied
The Mac is nutty, two cans short of a six-pack
I fuck a sucker with a big strap
Motherfucker, you better get back
This that stupid doo doo dumb shit
Something for my major factor niggas to burn with

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