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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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Gudda Gudda

What You Talkin Bout

 

What You Talkin Bout

(album: REDRUM - 2013)


[Intro:]
If you ain't talking money, what you talking 'bout?
If you ain't talking money, what you talking 'bout?
If you ain't talking money, what you talking 'bout?
Real niggas walking through, better walk around

[Verse 1:]
Pour a pint in the 20, all my niggas be riding
Fuck around, see the news all your niggas be bodies
She told me her nigga coming, she gon' put me in the closet
I told her "go tell that nigga he won't see me in the closet"
And if his body a bank, shotty gon' be my deposit
We run up, they run off who seen where they joggin'?
I get the prop and the posters, shooters gon' think it's they market
Call the trunk K-Mart, guess who gon' be their target?
No particular niggas, tell y'all set "bye"
Burning, my chest high, look at my left eye
I know Keisha and Nina, and my bitch like Chiquita
Cut your throat like Chiquita, sucking off my Chiquita
We 'bout it, all my niggas be 'bout it
Paper, pistols and pussy, all my niggas be 'bout it
They get to sending the shots, all my niggas reroute it
Sex, money and murder, all my niggas be 'bout it

[Hook:]
If you ain't talking money, what you talking 'bout?
Real niggas walking through, better walk around
Chopper hanging out, it's got a drum on it
Niggas talking stupid, we go dumb on 'em
AK check, AR check click-clack, bang! Aiming at his neck
AK check, AR check click-clack, bang! Aiming at his neck

[Verse 2:]
Riding with my rooftop back
Light skin, tatted up Tupac back
Rest in peace Machiavelli macks to his belly
Swiss-cheese a nigga turn him to spaghetti
Bunch of pussy cats, your whole team scary
Got my dogs with me, my whole team ready
Fuck all y'all, already popping
Got a bitch named Nina, giving head proper
She go click-clack headshot 'em
Stomp a nigga bloody, I've got red bottoms
Mentally insane, I've got every problem
Beef? We turn that issue to a dead problem
Cutter in the trunk, money in my pocket
They can't stop it, me and gunner taking off like rockets
You ain't bringing money 'round? Nigga you could move around
Surround your team with choppers singing loud, that's surround sound

[Hook]

done

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