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J'ai essayé de nombreuses façons de mémoriser des mots anglais et j'ai trouvé la plus efficace pour moi !

Nous avons déjà en mémoire toutes les paroles des chansons que nous avons entendues tout au long de notre vie. Nous n’y avons tout simplement pas prêté attention, mais nous les entendons tous déjà !

J'ai remarqué que lorsque vous apprenez un nouveau mot d'une chanson que vous avez déjà entendu auparavant, vous connaissez déjà la traduction de ce mot pour toujours et vous ne l'oublierez jamais !

Je souhaite partager cette méthode avec vous. Le schéma est donc le suivant.

On retrouve des chansons que l'on a déjà entendues.

Nous y ajoutons tous les mots inconnus.

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OMB Peezy

Fuck My P.O.

 

Fuck My P.O.


Look

Fuck my PO, gotta come and catch me
Don't ride with me no more, they say I'm wicked
Got too much on my mind (man I been stressin')
Try me, somebody dying (give you a blessin')
Fuck my PO, you can tell him I said that
Can't leave the heat at home, 'cause shit get hectic
Got too much on my mind (got too much on my mind)
Try me, somebody dying (try me, somebody dyin')

Fuck my PO, gotta come catch me
Ayy I'm Peezy, I like to finger fuck my Glock
I got a fetish, I like weapons
And I been going through some things, I need a blessing
But knock the horns, I'ma get one of these fuck niggas if they test me
Nigga tried me, you wanna die
You a bloodclaat pussy watch
He was dead when he took the shot
To his head where them bullets fly
Peezy heading up to the top
But I'm stressing, ducking all these cops
Know these pussies want to see me flop
Made a promise to make it out
Put the offering in the pot, even though I know the pastor fake
I can see it all in his face, but God gon' bless me anyway
I know I can die any day, that goes for anybody on this earth
Done looked death dead in his face, but any weapon formed ain't gon' work
Pain pills help me chill, stressing tryna pay the bills
They don't know I feel like them, but for my spot they'll kill
Pain pills help me chill, stressing tryna pay the bills
They don't know I feel like them, but for my spot they'll kill

Fuck my PO, gotta come and catch me
Don't ride with me no more, they say I'm wicked
Got too much on my mind (man I been stressin')
Try me, somebody dying (give you a blessin')
Fuck my PO, you can tell him I said that
Can't leave the heat at home, 'cause shit get hectic
Got too much on my mind (got too much on my mind)
Try me, somebody dying (try me, somebody dyin')

Fuck probation, fuck parole
Give me quarter, I ain't gon' go
On the run, it's alright [?]
And I'm also on the road
I'm sneed 'less it's 'bout some cheese
Won't move 'less it's 'bout some blue
High speed on feet, Peezy P gon' take 'em to the moon
Nobody move, the nigga gon' get it
Don't ride with me 'less you with me
Take off your badge and mate you with the semi
Treat your bitch ass like a sissy
Just started and I ain't gon' finish
Wanna take my Bentley, keep me in it
Don't get offended, I'm just venting
Won't tell if they come and get me
They caught me with a stolen pistol, did my time and took it to the head
Still riding with a stolen pistol, bitch this time I'm going to the feds
Crackers talking 'bout my dreams, saying rapping ain't a real job
Just bailed out for some marijuana 'fore they hit me with a real charge
Caught me with a stolen pistol, did my time and took it to the head
Still riding with a stolen pistol, bitch this time I'm going to the feds
Crackers talking 'bout my dreams, saying rapping ain't a real job
Just bailed out for some marijuana 'fore they hit me with a real charge

Fuck my PO, gotta come and catch me
Don't ride with me no more, they say I'm wicked
Got too much on my mind (man I been stressin')
Try me, somebody dying (give you a blessin')
Fuck my PO, you can tell him I said that
Can't leave the heat at home, 'cause shit get hectic
Got too much on my mind (got too much on my mind)
Try me, somebody dying (try me, somebody dyin')

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