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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!

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Wassa

 

Wassa


Oh, I'm little Wassi
In two-point-five seconds like the sink
Ba-Ba-Ba-Bah!
(Oooo J Mak)

I'm a Wassa, in two-point-five seconds like the sink
I'm a monster and swear to God, ain't talking ink
Dodging coppers, reason why my skin ain't got no ink
Go get Wass'd up, shoot a nigga dead before he blink
I'm a Wassa, in two-point-five seconds like the sink
I'm a monster and swear to God, ain't talking ink
Dodging coppers, reason why my skin ain't got no ink
Go get Wass'd up, shoot a nigga dead before he blink

Ain't a game, what you think
Bullets coming at your ting
No coming back to my ring
Hate to brag, I do my thing
I'm not someone, I'm a thing
Chinese shooter, call me Ling
I'm not someone you gon' smoke
I'm not someone you gon' drink (Ba-ba-bah!)
And my heart colder than rinks
Every time I hit the block
My neck water like the sink
He want drift, he in
Thirty shots, call it the zing
He want war, I'm in
Shooting guard, bro on the wing
He a clown, he IT
Dodging bullets, now he dip
And I'm sick with it
Tag a nigga, now he it
I am the plug, chain on my neck, that a pug
I live by my gun, how could I die by the gun

I'm a Wassa, in two-point-five seconds like the sink
I'm a monster and swear to God, ain't talking ink
Dodging coppers, reason why my skin ain't got no ink
Go get Wass'd up, shoot a nigga dead before he blink
I'm a Wassa, in two-point-five seconds like the sink
I'm a monster and swear to God, ain't talking ink
Dodging coppers, reason why my skin ain't got no ink
Go get Wass'd up, shoot a nigga dead before he blink

I'm a Wassa
They don't want no actions, want no smoke
Shoot him right in front his folks
Make him do the folk
My shooters don't provoke
I got shooters on parole
Check the score, check the score
Bet you miss your broski
I'm little Wassi
Reason why my gun is never clean
Super swag from head to toe
Bitch, I feel like Mr Neat
300 grams on my neck
Now I feel like Lil Reese
Double U, that's double V
Shoot shit up when I'm with Leaks
Kwasi Skene
Google him and google dream
And they way they shooting shit
They shoulda made the shooting [?]
I got choppers in the S
I got shooters in the E
Broski weage, super keys
Cuban links, Wassi piece
Gang, gang

I'm a Wassa, in two-point-five seconds like the sink
I'm a monster and swear to God, ain't talking ink
Dodging coppers, reason why my skin ain't got no ink
Go get Wass'd up, shoot a nigga dead before he blink
I'm a Wassa, in two-point-five seconds like the sink
I'm a monster and swear to God, ain't talking ink
Dodging coppers, reason why my skin ain't got no ink
Go get Wass'd up, shoot a nigga dead before he blink

done

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