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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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King Louie

Nice Slow

 

Nice Slow

(album: Jeep Music - 2013)


It's a quarter to eight, I'm feeling great
I'm in my straight A cruising the streets
I'm smoking dope with the bros and some hoes
And we rolling on E
That Po' up, have a nigga sleepy
Shroomies, have a nigga tweaking
We get bands and bands, more bands
In place you ain't never been,
All my niggas know it's win
I say

Always smoke it loud, ain't I quiet
Catch an Opper Lacking and we hit him up, ain't that a bitch
I just wanna count bands and smoke dope
And the kush I smoke so strong
It'll make a nigga cough, long gone
Baby, I just wanna get bands and smoke dope

In foreign cars riding around town
Gucci, Louis down, smoking out the pound
If your bitch bad I might drive
Chose my shot, invite her over, to do the motherfucker huh
I, I wanna do something freaky to you, babe
Don't think she heard me
I wanna do something freaky to you, babe
They call me K-I-N-G, (Louie) I'm bout my Benjis
LP, Loud Pack, bitch, I smoke plenty
I'm so M-O-B, a bitch won't get any
T-H-I-N-G from me,
You niggas stay squarer than Gumbi
I'm riding with it on me
Your bitch on me, horny

Always smoke it loud, ain't I quiet
Catch an Opper Lacking and we hit him up, ain't that a bitch
I just wanna count bands and smoke dope
And the kush I smoke so strong
It'll make a nigga cough, long gone
Baby, I just wanna get bands and smoke dope

Now tell me why the fuck you smoking Reggies?
(It's 2013 man cut that out)

No 80, four plus three, we just roll 93
No 80, four plus three, we just roll 93
No 80, four plus three, we just roll 93

done

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