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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.

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Tony Yayo

They Call It Murder

 

They Call It Murder

(album: G-Unit Radio Pt.11: Raw-N-Uncut - 2005)


(Out in the street they call it murder)

[Tony Yayo:] Fuck D-Block

[Tony Yayo:]
Put your hands up
Give me that Gin and that Ginka
One false move you get sprayed up
I'm in that Range truck
David got me fucking blinged up
Last year I was broke now my weights up
I put that work in
Nigga you not my bretheren
44 Mag when i'm lurking
This is murder
Yayo is a clip inserter
I sneak in your crib like a burglar

[Whoo Kid:] BRING IT BACK

(Out in the street they call it murder)

[Tony Yayo:] Fuck D-Block

[Tony Yayo:]
Put your hands up
Give me that Gin and that Ginka
One false move you get sprayed up
I'm in that Range truck
David got me fucking blinged up
Last year I was broke now my weights up
I put that work in
Nigga you not my bretheren
44 Mag when i'm lurking
This is murder
Yayo is a clip inserter
I sneak in your crib like a burglar
Homie i'm gangsta
Fat Joe that boy is a wanksta
I come to the Bronx and I spank ya
I smoke that Ganja
Rolling shotgun with Baja
3-5-7 Revolver

(BRING IT BACK)

(Out in the street they call it murder)

[Tony Yayo:] Fuck D-Block

[Tony Yayo:]
Put your hands up
Give me that Gin and that Ginka
One false move you get sprayed up
I'm in that Range truck
David got me fucking blinged up
Last year I was broke now my weights up
I put that work in
Nigga you not my bretheren
44 Mag when i'm lurking
This is murder
Yayo is a clip inserter
I sneak in your crib like a burglar
Homie i'm gangsta
Fat Joe that boy is a wanksta
I come to the Bronx and I spank ya
I smoke that Ganja
Rolling shotgun with Baja
3-5-7 Revolver
G Units the clique we ride for the cause
We getting money bretheren wheres yours?
We'll kill your ass homeboy you better think
We the ones that took murder out The Inc

(Out in the street they call it murder)

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