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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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Lloyd Banks

Air Your Ass Out

 

Air Your Ass Out

(album: Money In The Bank - 2003)


We in the '64, air horn blowing at my enemies
Bulletproof cap, I ain't going out like Kennedy
50 got my fan base growing out in Tennessee
I'm getting so much head it's drawing out my energy
I'm touring now, I need enough weed to pass around
Somewhere around a half a pound of that Manhattan brown
Bitch, I'm gonna sell records, I got a platinum sound
Ranned into half the town bandanna wrapped around
Nah, we ain't got no manners
And as far as the clips you know how gorillas feel about bananas
Acknowledge whenever we round
And as far as bouncing back I'm like Ben Wallace on the rebound
You still spending 10 dollars on your weed, clown
You might lose your dick, it's all kind of disease now
They ain't OGs, they grumpy old men
Riding 'round in a chunky old Benz, nigga, those ends
I'm not the type to fall in love, make your hoes friends
I turn a friend to a ho, spend all the dough
Niggas'll start fighting by the end of the show
I got 30 niggas on stage and 10 in the row, ya know

Get ya gun, we gon' come for you, we'll lay ya ass out
The shells hit you knees, split ya, there's blood all on your couch
Didn't think niggas would really run up in your house
Hog tying ya motherfucking kids and ya spouse
Bitch, give us the motherfucking money and we out
This 45th shell'll tear a fucking hole in ya blouse
Waiting for me to have a change of heart, you assed out
Kill every motherfucker up in this bitch and stamp out
Nigga, this is pressure, punks respect pressure
Catch ya stunting in something I want and I'll get ya
Go 'head ride through ya strip in your Benz on chrome
See if I won't run up in your motherfucking home
They say money make the world go 'round
I've seen my knife work, I turn a clown smile to a frown
Squeeze and watch the barrel spin on the trey pound
I'm a G-Unit gorilla, niggas know how I get down

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