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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

I'm A Hater

 

I'm A Hater


[Waka Flocka Flame:]
Flocka!

Yea I'm a hater, fuck your wrists
Yea I'm a hater, fuck your life
Yea I'm a hater, nigga fuck your money
Fuck your car, nigga fuck your clique
Yea I'm a hater, fuck your wrists
Yea I'm a hater, nigga fuck your car
Yea I'm a hater, (nigga) fuck your money
Nigga fuck your life, fuck your clique (squad)

That nigga mugging like he hard or something
Like he wanna touch me like my brother's son
Squad!
They say I'm rapping like I'm 'bout that
I tell 'em come and try nigga if they doubt that (Riverdale)
Devil daisy hats, chaimy chi, pop that (squad)
Thugging like the '96 Pac back (squad)
Ain't no 1 on 1's, to feel once we just jump back
B-S-M shawty we kill all rats
BRAAT
All these niggas ass cheek
If you ask me, these niggas lab me (What we do?)
Feed 'em to the wolves then
Catch me by myself nigga better still dead

Yea I'm a hater, fuck your wrists
Yea I'm a hater, fuck your life
Yea I'm a hater, nigga fuck your money
Fuck your car, nigga fuck your clique
Yea I'm a hater, fuck your wrists
Yea I'm a hater, nigga fuck your car
Yea I'm a hater, (nigga) fuck your money
Nigga fuck your life, fuck your clique (squad)

[Tyler the Creator:]
Umm, hey fellow how ya doin'? Well I'm doing bad and I hope your day's ruined
When you're on stage I'm the one that's booing cause I hate your guts, hehe
I be in the bushes lurking, why you live your life so goddamn perfect?
Cause my life sucks and it serves no purpose, I'm gonna fuck yours up to make shit worth it
Yea, faggot. Why the fuck do you have it?
Why the fuck don't I got it and any way I could stop it
Is perfect, fuck your moms, dead homies and bitch you sleep with
Fuck yo food, the protein in it, and fork you eat with
Now have your wife beat dick, get pregnant and then make you think that
It's yours, now that's the real definition of sneak diss
I'm Silky Johnson's left hand, coming like the next trend
It sucks cause I'm your best friend, nigga

[Waka Flocka Flame:]
Yea I'm a hater, fuck your wrists
Yea I'm a hater, fuck your life
Yea I'm a hater, nigga fuck your money
Fuck your car, nigga fuck your clique
Yea I'm a hater, fuck your wrists
Yea I'm a hater, nigga fuck your car
Yea I'm a hater, (nigga) fuck your money
Nigga fuck your life, fuck your clique (squad)

[D-Bo:]
Time is money, you can die today audemar
Niggas dribble like they forgot how much your body cost
I'm in the hood, nobody gone
All these chains looking like it's fucking Mardi Gras
My top down, seat way back
Don't respect the squad get your face cracked
DT young is kinda bad, that's why you stay tat
Cal the cleanup crew, no A chance
Wait hold on I'm still white, who gon say something?
All that fessils like my youngins won't fake something
DGBSM, we gon shake something
Potato on my belt, watch me bake something

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?