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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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Chief Keef

Pick One

 

Pick One

(album: Bang 3, Pt. 1 - 2015)


[Hook:]
Remember posted on the block ready for the war
Running up a house and straight kick in door
Posted on the front right on Grenshaw
On Indian toting big guns
When I come through, Hut! attention
Niggas full of hate they full of tension
Come through with the chopper you can call me Sosa 10 guns
Dead or in jail nigga pick one

Your drawers got lit on it, talking money I been on ya
Don't make me up this fif on ya, give your ass a 51
I be smoking 91, you be smoking 61
You only smoke that 87, you be smoking that shitty stuff
I be smoking that 93, think I was born in 93
Ben Frank said he was having dinner, he called me and invited me
Cops got pictures of me selling dope, they call me and indicted me
I don't even like to talk but my money it like to speak
You got 15 for a V shit that's aight with me
But I gotta call you back cause your verse price was beat
On the block it was me, white, pipes and weed
Let an opp pull up, I'ma get the strikey things

[Hook:]
Remember posted on the block ready for the war
Running up a house and straight kick in door
Posted on the front right on Grenshaw
On Indian toting big guns
When I come through, Hut! attention
Niggas full of hate they full of tension
Come through with the chopper you can call me Sosa 10 guns
Dead or in jail nigga pick one

Dead or in jail nigga pick one
Heaven or in hell a nigga in one
I don't play ball I cross the N1
Shot the 3s, we street ballers, dunk a damn point
I'm rolling up backwoods fuck your damn joint
I don't like them swishers they don't feel right
You feel like balling, feel like stalling, what you feel like
I ain't can't get right, I'm Mr. Get Right
I'm riding with that missile I won't miss you, I'm gonna hit you
Wassup to the bay, wassup South Central
Wassup to L.A, I'm some Chiraq ass nigga
I still be in my ways, I be toting my pistol

[Hook:]
Remember posted on the block ready for the war
Running up a house and straight kick in door
Posted on the front right on Grenshaw
On Indian toting big guns
When I come through, Hut! attention
Niggas full of hate they full of tension
Come through with the chopper you can call me Sosa 10 guns
Dead or in jail nigga pick one

done

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