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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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Fat Trel

Nigga What

 

Nigga What

(album: Nightmare On E Street 2 - 2022)


Yeah, ayy, woah, woah
Uh, yeah, woah
Let's go, nigga
Ayy, look (Woah)

Bitch, ain't no pressure or no smoke with us, it's money everywhere
Might whip a switch out when it's sunny, niggas running everywhere
Ain't losing sleep or lost a dollar, I ain't never really cared though
I mean, yeah, I heard he shot it, but he shot it in the air though
Nigga, what? Nigga, what? Nigga, what? What?
Nigga, what? Nigga, what? Nigga, what? What?
Nigga, what? Nigga, what? You said what? What?
Nigga, what? Nigga, what? Nigga, what? What?
Ayy, Z, what?

I ain't having no pressure with these bluffin'-ass niggas, these niggas cap
No conversation with these nothin'-ass niggas, I'm 'bout to sap
My lil' bitch able, you's a stuntin'-ass nigga, she probably whack
Just stuffed a tractor with them turkey bags, bitch, we on the map
I'm one of the richest, as real as it get
I just scraped up a deuce and it went to a ten
We telling the truth, them niggas pretend
If I shoot out the roof, don't come on the bend
We spin it and spin it and spin it again
Amiri my denim, this probably your rent
I sent you a package, I'm checking the tracking, I hope that you got it, it say that it's sent
I went to the trenches to check on the load, it's headed to Cleveland, coming in bold
Pussy the meanest, she on the pole, I beat from the back and I'm leaving it swole
These niggas be bluffing, I'm really in traffic, they wanna get active, just come to the road
Ain't doing no cuffing unless she attractive, as soon as I smack it, it's back to the ho

Bitch, ain't no pressure or no smoke with us, it's money everywhere
Might whip a switch out when it's sunny, niggas running everywhere
Ain't losing sleep or lost a dollar, I ain't never really cared though
I mean, yeah, I heard he shot it, but he shot it in the air though
Nigga, what? Nigga, what? Nigga, what? What?
Nigga, what? Nigga, what? Nigga, what? What?
Nigga, what? Nigga, what? You said what? What?
Nigga, what? Nigga, what? Nigga, what? What?
Ayy, Z, what?

Yeah, I'm working the digits, you working the pot
I told her, "Let's get it," we whipping the block
I put up a ticket, went fishing with opp
These niggas been snitching, they really the cops
I really be whipping and whipping the drop
Pull up on the opps, we do it a lot
Ain't no hesitation, I'm getting 'em shot
How many bullets you got? A lot
This bitch like a tank 'cause I'm really a soldier
I probably paint 'em to get this shit over
I'm sipping drank and it came with a coaster
I'm in the gate with a Drac' and a Cobra
You want a verse, I'ma need me the P
I'm in the stu' with the god, it's Z
This shit is easy, honestly
You should've given a bond to me
My nigga hawk you with no talk
Dropping them bodies, I leave 'em in chalk
I caught 'em with Scotty, they say it was bought
I took it to trial, they hate that I fought
I'm running 'em down, these niggas be walking
I'm holding it down, these niggas be talking
I come to your town and do it with caution
The junkie just hit it, he said it was awesome

Bitch, ain't no pressure or no smoke with us, it's money everywhere
Might whip a switch out when it's sunny, niggas running everywhere
Ain't losing sleep or lost a dollar, I ain't never really cared though
I mean, yeah, I heard he shot it, but he shot it in the air though
Nigga, what? Nigga, what? Nigga, what? What?
Nigga, what? Nigga, what? Nigga, what? What?
Nigga, what? Nigga, what? You said what? What?
Nigga, what? Nigga, what? Nigga, what? What?
Ayy, Z, what?

done

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