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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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Waka Flocka Flame

Real Recognize Real

 

Real Recognize Real

(album: Du Flocka Rant 2 - 2013)


[Verse 1:]
Aye, I be turnt up
Aye, I be turnt up
I hit hard like Sam Gumby
Kick game like I'm brand winning
Too inhibit, psychological termen
Either rap or no Jeffrey Dom
It's over Riverdale, Grove Street
Just a big Z, no I'm on the map
Put my hood, G's up
Bees up and hoes down
M.O.B. money over bitches
Can't get down to these pussy niggas
Don't fuck 2 things, police is snitches
Small glass man, no Willie Lynches
I'm a style but paper got me feelin richer
You know, so my dogs got all locked up
Just last night we were turnt up
Poppin bottles and a nigga like what
14000 in the air, pick it up
Next morning call the plane, now we locked up
Goddamn goddamn I thought that fucked up

[Interlude:]
See when I tell a nigga man you take gun was alike
Still tryin, don't know what the fuck gon happen man
5 hours later, 3 hours later
You know, 30 minutes later
You know, this shit be crazy nigga
You gotta hold your ass nigga, you know what I mean
Every bitch that look bad
Nigga ain't gonna be good for you nigga
Skip a ho nigga
You know I don't know right rims, or mine factory
Man I wear to a plain jane nigga
Get your motherfuckin head here, planned on me
Uh

[Verse 2:]
I put yo dick in the dirt, make yo mama cry
Put you in that black box, wear the suit and tie
Fuck with Waka Flocka, dough house outside they gon while
3 3 3 350000 when I drove by
Every chance I get, shorty I just turn up
Make the wrong move, Bruster he gon burn ya
Bullets beat your chest
Slap yo face like turnup
They like Waka really not that hard
'Cause all he talkin bout er
I'm like boy I wish you try it
Hollow tip your diet
Turn this fuckin club into a motherfuckin riot
Every time yo baby mama see a nigga she excited
Every she want and need in this world I can buy it

done

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