Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Русский

Russian

Русский

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

Son


Interface


Niveau de difficulté


Accent



langue de l'interface

fr

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Politique de cookies   |   Soutien   |   FAQ
Lyrkit coq

Bonjour! Je m'appelle Lirkit !

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.

Nous passons des mini tests de jeux de mémoire. fait

Maintenant que vous connaissez beaucoup de mots, vous connaîtrez très vite toute la langue !

Je parie que vous serez surpris de l'efficacité de cette méthode !)

plus loin

sauter
1
s'inscrire / se connecter
Lyrkit

faire un don

5$

Lyrkit

faire un don

10$

Lyrkit

faire un don

20$

Lyrkit

Ou évaluez-moi Windows Store:


Et/Ou soutenez-moi sur les réseaux sociaux. réseaux:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Vince Staples

EAST POINT PRAYER

 

EAST POINT PRAYER

(album: RAMONA PARK BROKE MY HEART - 2022)


Money mantra
Hundred racks plus, duffle bag stuffed
Better not slip, I'ma crash ya
You ain't shot shit, get your stats up

Kept it stitch lipped, I'm a factor
I was out there when it mattered
Had the chopstick with the ladder
Made it count, fled to Atlanta

Off to Camp Creek, with no Plan C
I was head first, understand me?
Gotta stay alert, understand me?
If they catch me, they gon' blast me

Bounced out, chucking up the hood
Money in the bank, so I'm feeling good
Pull up on the gang, never Hollywood
Showing them the way, so they show a nigga love, but

These lil' niggas running wild
Bought a .40 cal, out the Jordan Downs
Married to the streets, don't she get around?
I never wanna leave, I'm never out of bounds

Ain't no peacing up if you body one of us
Body for a body, big body Benz truck
Bounce out boogie, play pussy, get fucked
When these niggas get tough?

Since when these niggas want war with us?
Lick a gunshot, bloodshot corneas
I been out all night tryna make it out
Swear to God that the set was the safest route, know what they about

Money mantra
Hundred racks plus, duffle bag stuffed
Better not slip, I'ma crash ya
You ain't shot shit, get your stats up

Kept it stitch lipped, I'm a factor
I was out there when it mattered
Had the chopstick with the ladder
Made it count, fled to Atlanta

I took big risks, now I want big fish
A billion dollars at the top of my to-do list
Buy a villa in St. Bart, maybe a cruise ship
Or really a yacht
Just to say that I got it
Product of my environment

Keep my cutter for the snakes, you know this shit can get slimy
Ain't have to make no call to gang, them they already beside me
Where the money at? That's more than likely where you can find me
I can't undo that, you know that shit was sold when you tried it
This shit crazy, nobody want to put in no work
But want to get paid, though
I'ma keep on spinning on lawyers until the case closed
I'm probably not coming up, not the one you should wait on
I want this shit back, hope it don't take long

Everybody called me with their problems, now they check on me
They said if it happened, then it's me to be, guess we'll see
I know you was lying when you had told me you would never leave
I can't keep on going back and slump, I gotta let it be

(Money, mansion, hundred racks plus, duffle bag stuffed
Better not slip, I'ma crash, yeah
You ain't shot shit, get your stats up
Kept the sticks lit, I'm a factor
I was out there, when it mattered)

fait

Avez-vous ajouté tous les mots inconnus de cette chanson ?