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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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I love beef and I love get money
I've got racks and I've got bare honeys
No cap, real bad man ting
Double tap dat twice, turn my man duppy
Shotgun but I call it 'Brucky'
In the streets, all the gyaldem love me
Had a note for the pagan yutes
If I up this pole, fry man, Kentucky

I love beef and I love get money
I've got racks and I've got bare honeys
No cap, real bad man ting
Double tap dat twice, turn my man duppy
Shotgun but I call it 'Brucky' (That's right)
In the streets, all the gyaldem love me
Had a note for the pagan yutes
If I up this pole, fry man, Kentucky

My nigga SR don't rasclat
Messy slap the old dots and tear man's wig
He in the bando tryna make this dough
Got Pyrex on stove but it ain't no dish
I link in GG for the force, no cap
He bust the old ting, leave bare man pissed
I used make Ps from a black brick phone
And now I make Ps on the raps man spit
Chatting on bro, get your whole gang shot
Diligent yute, make your heartbeat stop
Run a man down, two shanks, just me
No team, ten toes on a pagan block
Millitant yute if I back this Glock
I've got my young slime in the OT spot
The prof' come sweet when I fly them packs
No LSG ting when I OT bop

I love beef and I love get money
I've got racks and I've got bare honeys
No cap, real bad man ting
Double tap dat twice, turn my man duppy
Shotgun but I call it 'Brucky'
In the streets, all the gyaldem love me
Had a note for the pagan yutes
If I up this pole, fry man, Kentucky

I love beef and I love get money
I've got racks and I've got bare honeys
No cap, real bad man ting
Double tap dat twice, turn my man duppy
Shotgun but I call it 'Brucky'
In the streets, all the gyaldem love me
Had a note for the pagan yutes
If I up this pole, fry man, Kentucky

I've got beef in the streets like fast food
Don't play ball but I get man dunked
Gyal love how I do it like Lakers
Ball so hard, now my stack look dumb
I'm a chef like Gordon Ramsey
Good with a blade like a Chinese monk (Ching)
Cute gyal but her attitude mad
And her arse so big, she a gorgeous one
Got the dotty in the ride tryna blow man's back
I was drilling with the drillers when the nigga got whacked
Tell the chingers in the whips I'm tryna get a man splashed
If I pull up with my hitter then we're bringing out wap
One car, four man, bare hard, no neeks
Jump out and attack, they ain't realer than man
And the other side broke, they ain't getting no dough
Little niggas my sons, they could never be fam

I love beef and I love get money
I've got racks and I've got bare honeys
No cap, real bad man ting
Double tap dat twice, turn my man duppy
Shotgun but I call it 'Brucky'
In the streets, all the gyaldem love me
Had a note for the pagan yutes
If I up this pole, fry man, Kentucky

I love beef and I love get money
I've got racks and I've got bare honeys
No cap, real bad man ting
Double tap dat twice, turn my man duppy
Shotgun but I call it 'Brucky'
In the streets, all the gyaldem love me
Had a note for the pagan yutes
If I up this pole, fry man, Kentucky

I love beef and I love get money

done

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