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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!

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I want to share this method with you. So, the scheme is as follows.

We find songs that we have already heard.

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Young Thug

Wit Da Racks

 

Wit Da Racks

(album: BUSINESS IS BUSINESS - 2023)


(Wheezy outta here)

Yeah, yeah, I'm in this bitch, yeah, I'm back (Ah, ah)
I hit the club on the up, he can come with the racks (Uh, come with it, yeah)
Float 'round the town with a sack (Woo, ha, ayy)
You snatching my chain, I bet you I get that shit back (Ha, grrah)
Hey, I pull up and finger her cat (Woo)
I'm a big dawg, hit the store, get to blowing them racks (Ha, brr, just racks)
I'm in a golf cart rocking Spider like that
Nigga rich as fuck, I don't know where he was at (Woah)
Ran a doggy train and I didn't have a track (Woah, hey, hey)

I say what I mean and I don't take it back
With the waterfall on my wrist and my neck
I ain't going soft, not a pimp in distress
I'm a sex symbol, bitches love me to death
Since November, I've been buying the stuff
I don't do no renting, I've been keeping it tough
She got four feelings, that's the coupe and the truck
Shorty tripping, I ain't do nothing to her (Woo)
All I did was turn up more women
She know I'm Jordan and Scottie Pippen (Yeah)
Every album got no skipping (Ha)
Shorty bad, ain't have no chicken (Why?)
Suburban, her toe pretty (Ayy)
You a nerd, I uphold the city (Yeah)
Ain't no way and I told 'em to hit it (Skrrt)
You get lost, hope you know the city
Better not get caught in the wrong trenches (Haha)
What's on your wrist, million?
Next week, it might be a zillion (Woo)
Kanye let me borrow a billion
Mediterranean by a village (Woo)
I'm surrounded by cocktails and beautiful women to kick it with (Woo)

Yeah, yeah, I'm in this bitch, yeah, I'm back (Ah, slatt)
I hit the club on the up, he can come with the racks (Uh, come with it, yeah)
Float 'round the town with a sack (Woo, ha, ayy)
You snatching my chain, I bet you I get that shit back (Ha, grrah)
Hey, I pull up and finger her cat (Woo)
I'm a big dawg, hit the store, get to blowing them racks (Ha, brr, just racks)
I'm in a golf cart rocking Spider like that
Nigga rich as fuck, I don't know where he was at (Woah)
Ran a doggy train and I didn't have a track (Woah, hey, hey)

I took her shopping in Soho (21)
I leased her, nigga, this your ho (21)
Snatching my chain is a no-no (21)
Get your ass shot from the logo (21)
I put an opp in a chokehold (Pussy)
They snitching and broke, po-po (Pussy)
Give me a quickie, she go-go (Pussy)
'Cause I'm in a rush, JoJo (On God)
Okay, buy a car and buy another one (Yeah)
Way too many, gave my brother one (Yeah)
Send a blitz, we huddling (Yeah)
When it's smoke they stuttering (Yeah)
Switch on a Glock, strike a pose
I'm a cameraman, it's shuttering (21)
Nosy niggas, we buttoning (21)
Bend it over, let me see something
Young FL Studio from the back, I'm tryna beat something
I'm the type to put my boots on, he the type to run and go tweet something
I don't play about my hard drive, get your ass whooped if you leak something
Niggas always tryna sneak something (Ah, 21, 21, 21)

Went to Bleveland Ave, had the scoop with the camp (Hah)
I know mama Duck living richer than France
You know Dolly, Doraah from the block, they the best
I got two twins in the back of the truck
Ass fat like fifteens, in the back of the truck
I took two twos, put it right in the cuff
Like the other twelve 'cause we don't fuck with her (Woo)
Spot jumping, now you know that it's here (Let's go)
Soft skin like it's out a bikini
Took a rose right out a martini (Ah)
One balloon and I'm having her fiending (Ah)
To the roof, where we don't have a ceiling
What the fuck? Tell me, what does that mean, then? (Yeah)
That mean I'm gee-ee-eeked (Oh)
Rolling, I can't feel my hands or my feet (Oh)
Got in some pension in the trillion, in the zillion (Yeah)
We might need quantum physics to count the rizzisks with the slizzicks
UTOPIA, back to business

Yeah, I'm in this bitch, yeah, I'm back (Slatt, ah, woo)
I hit the club on the up, he can come with the racks (Uh, come with it, yeah)
Float 'round the town with a sack (Woo, ha, ayy)
You snatching my chain, I bet you I get that shit back (Ha, grrah)
Hey, I pull up and finger her cat (Woo)
I'm a big dawg, hit the store, get to blowing them racks (Ha, brr, just racks)
I'm in a golf cart rocking Spider like that
Nigga rich as fuck, I don't know where he was at (Woah)
Ran a doggy train and I didn't have a track (Woah, Yak)

I've been that way since a lil' nigga (A lil')
Don't like it, then deal with it
Huh, bool out and I'll chill with you (I'll chill with you)
It's YG and Spider, your favorite idol, your favorite rival (Slatt)
Maniac man, Yak with the MAC (MAC)
Might beat on your chest, lil' nigga, relax (Ha)
Tactical, yeah, I get radical, don't it?

Yak
What's happenin'?
Maniac, kill 'em (Let's go), OG

done

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