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

소리


상호 작용


난이도


악센트



인터페이스 언어

ko

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
쿠키 정책   |   지원하다   |   FAQ
Lyrkit 수탉

안녕하세요! 저는 리킷이에요!

영어 단어를 암기하기 위해 여러 가지 방법을 시도했고 나에게 가장 효과적인 방법을 찾았습니다!

우리는 이미 평생 동안 들어왔던 노래의 가사를 모두 기억 속에 갖고 있습니다. 우리는 그 말에 주의를 기울이지 않았지만 우리 모두는 이미 그 말을 듣고 있습니다!

나는 이전에 이미 들었던 노래에서 새로운 단어를 배울 때 이미 이 단어의 번역을 영원히 알고 있으며 결코 잊지 못할 것이라는 점을 깨달았습니다!

이 방법을 여러분과 공유하고 싶습니다. 따라서 계획은 다음과 같습니다.

우리는 이미 들어본 노래를 찾습니다.

익숙하지 않은 단어를 모두 추가합니다.

우리는 메모리 게임의 미니 테스트를 통과했습니다. 완료

이제 많은 단어를 알았으니, 전체 언어를 아주 빨리 알게 될 것입니다!

이 방법이 얼마나 효과적인지 놀라게 되실 겁니다!)

더 나아가

건너뛰다
1
등록/로그인
Lyrkit

기부하다

5$

Lyrkit

기부하다

10$

Lyrkit

기부하다

20$

Lyrkit

아니면 나를 평가해줘 Windows Store:


그리고/또는 나를 사회적으로 지지해 주세요. 네트워크:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Ras Kass

Marinatin'

 

Marinatin'

(앨범: Soul On Ice - 1995)


We could marinate, get nice and and stack riches
(But it's B.Y.O.B.) Bring your own bud, brew, and bitches
Ain't no set tripping, acting ill and don't steal, for real
(You got's to chill)

I woke up in my Tommy Hilfiger boxers at 10
From a knock at the door, but why they at my door for?
Oh, my peeps they got a half gallon, smiling
My talons totaled ten one empty round from putting it down
But now, my day is starting off Coca Cola and Remy Martin
Some of the homeys from L.A. and Carson want to throw a private party today
Threw on some Gautier and my Rolex link dressed to kill like Bernhard Goetz
My squad flex like Lee Haney
So it's best I keeps myself on house arrest, 'cause never know, maybe
They might wind up in 429 Bauchet, locked away
Plus can't keep the booty calls waiting, I'm marinating

We could marinate, get nice and and stack riches
(But it's B.Y.O.B.) Bring your own bud, brew, and bitches
Ain't no set tripping, acting ill and don't steal, for real
(You got's to chill)

Dialed up some micehead to see what's cracking tonight
She said she just broke up with her man
And since she free like Mandela, she bringing a box of Philly pantellas
A capella, I got game like Lou Piniella made sure to tell her
Don't bring no fellas, cherral, girl you can braid the tweed
And then you can show me how to do the pepper seed
Agreed, 'cause we get down like this on a regular, lounging
Watching bootleged tapes, shooting jokes, your choice of imported smokes
Craps and cee-lo on the patio for more chips than bingo
Chips like the MGM casino
Just make sure your homegirls is single, so it's popping
'Cause ain't nothing worse than fifth wheels that's cockblocking
And knocking while I'm knocking talking about she ret' to go
I want some of your brown sugar while I bump D'Angelo
(Fo'sho) No special holiday, but sometimes just being alive is a reason for celebrating
So we mariniating

We could marinate, get nice and and stack riches
(But it's B.Y.O.B.) Bring your own bud, brew, and bitches
Ain't no set tripping, acting ill and don't steal, for real
(You got's to chill)

We could marinate, get nice and and stack riches
(But it's B.Y.O.B.) Bring your own bud, brew, and bitches
Ain't no set tripping, acting ill and don't steal, for real
(You got's to chill)

I get around like Dolby Pro Logic
But running them streets too much get fools hated, incarcerated, or terminated
At the house we safely intoxicated, Nonoxynol-9 lubricated
Playing questions, everybody faded and now
We got the ladies undressing like 1st King strippers
Bouncing on niggas balls like the LA Clippers
The phone rang, my little shorty said "What you up to, boo?"
Nothing, just chilling like Bruh-Man on Martin do
See only when I'm tipsy, when my words start slurring
Do I get caught telling lies like Mark Fuhrman, so ill call you later
Drink was low, went to the stash and pulled out the XO
The T.U.'s is down for whatever
Let's run more trains than the Metrorail
But y'all got to be out by two
I'm getting sleepy and plus my boo is coming through
So let the front door hit you where Ru Paul probably might
And everybody asking what's up for tomorrow night

We could marinate, get nice and and stack riches
(But it's B.Y.O.B.) Bring your own bud, brew, and bitches
Ain't no set tripping, acting ill and don't steal, for real
(You got's to chill)

완료

이 노래에 생소한 단어를 모두 추가하셨나요?