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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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We find songs that we have already heard.

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The 2 Live Crew

Hangin' Out (from "Boyz N The Hood" Soundtrack)

 

Hangin' Out (from "Boyz N The Hood" Soundtrack)


"It's not the way to do it!"
[gunshots]
"Shut up bitch!"
"Yeahhhhh boyyyyy!"
"You are now about to witness the strength of street knowledge."
"This is serious business."
"Come by boy!"

[Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice]
Hanging on the corner, looking real sporty
Cooling with the fellas while downing a 40
Nothing to do, just killing time
Sitting on my ride with my hand on my 9
Getting a buzz, feeling kinda nice
Homie dropped a 20, so we shot some dice
We played for a while, 'till my luck was out
So the bitches walked by and my dick popped out
Ranking on the bitches hanging in the street
It's feeding time, so hoe, come eat
Nibble on this dick, make me just say please
You know how it's done, like a rat does cheese
The hoe started bugging, jumped in my face
Since the boys were stressing, I had to punch her in the face
Grabbed the weave, stuffed it in her mouth
Don't fuck with the Kid while I'm hanging out!

[Interval: Marquis talking. Most of his words are indistinct.]

[Verse 2: Brother Marquis]
Me and my nigga, rolling hard
Hanging out, the whole nine yards
I'm smoking a fat one, taking a 40 to the head
Watch out, fool, get shot dead
And bitches clowning, crying and all that
But yet, still, I keep my gat
Rolling real hard in a six-tre ('63)
Motherfucking punk, step out my way
And all you fools in the game, you silly-ass lames
You can't fuck with me; I'm wild and not tame
Like a savage beast, I'm out on the street
So, motherfucker, what's up with that? You wanted beef?
Punk, you got a problem? I'll solve 'em!
I pulled his gat; his life cost him
So don't fuck with me while I'm around in the back
I'm always strapped when I'm hanging out!

done

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