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
Juicy J

No Heart No Love

 

No Heart No Love

(앨범: Stay Trippy - 2013)


[Intro]
(Mafia, Mafia,) [x2]

[Juicy J]
Once again, you do wrong, wrong will follow. (Always, Always)
That's real shit, real spit nigga, you know the business.

[Hook]
The trigger ain't got no heart, the nigga behind it ain't got no love, (Mafia)
The trigger ain't got no heart, the nigga behind it ain't got no love, (Mafia)
The trigger ain't got no heart, the nigga behind it ain't got no love, (Mafia)
The trigger ain't got no heart, the nigga behind it ain't got no love. (Mafia)

What ya sayin nigga?, What ya sayin nigga?,
What ya sayin nigga, nawh, what ya sayin nigga?,
The trigger ain't got no heart, the nigga behind it ain't got no love, (Mafia)
The trigger ain't got no heart, the nigga behind it ain't got no love. (Mafia)

[Verse 1: Juicy J]
Yea, I tell you one time, don't play with my bread, (nope)
Nigga, you do, they gon' find yo ass dead. (yup)
Body in trunk, hands tied to yo legs, (yup)
Tape on yo mouth, a hole in yo head. (bluu!)

Fronted some dope, now the nigga in debt, (ho!)
How you gon' pay that? Nigga don't sweat, (mmhmm)
Goons on deck you know what's next, (what)
Send 'em to yo house, now it's time to collect, (get it)

Now you in a box, nigga cause and effect, (bitch!)
Hollow points and buckshots, all in yo neck. (bitch!!)
Told ya 'bout playing with a nigga like that, (don't play!)
Now yo fam gon' visit you, paying they respects. (you gone!)

Tell ya one time, don't play with my money,
Sold all my dope, now you run around stunting, (mmh)
All in the mall, spending money on ya woman, (trick!)
Nigga must think he don't owe me nothing, (trick!)

Nigga must think I forgot about mine,
He pressed 'ignore' when I called his line, (hell nawh)
I'mma play it cool like everything fine,
Catch him coming home, lay him down with the 9.

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Juicy J]
Yo, bang bang, shoot 'em up, Memphis niggas don't give a fuck. (never)
Run up on ya in broad day, pull them guns out, shoot ya up.

Loose ya life over light green, (uh huh)
Kill a nigga over soft white (uh huh)
You ain't from here, don't come here (nope)
And if you do, better walk light. (light!)

Our here is a nightmare, (mare)
Homicides, not Freddy Krueger (krueger)
Niggas ain't got shit to lose, (lose)
Shoot it out like a Western movie.

The trigger ain't got no heart,
The nigga behind it ain't got no love. (no love!)
These niggas ain't wearing no mask
And these niggas ain't wearing no glove (no glove!)

These niggas don't, fight no mo',
Fuck taking the high road.
Lil' homie 'bout 16,
Bust a gun with his eyes closed.

Fuck with all that gangsta talk,
Know you ain't bout that life!
Pull that heater on yo ass,
Bet you come up off that ice. (ho!)

[Hook]

(North Memphis, North Memphis, North Memphis, North Memphis, North Memphis, North Memphis, North Memphis, North Memphis...)

[Verse 3: Project Pat]
Fifty shots clear this bitch out like a tornado,
Two choppas who identical call 'em Cain and Abel.
Very fatal, dipping in stash like a soup ladle,
Rolled up on him, shot him in his head busted tomato.

You niggas get high on this shit,
Like the ho, ya nuts, (okay, okay, okay)
Shotgun blast to ya stomach, bitch, on ya guts. (for real)

You say you gang affiliated, extra clips tough, (ch ch)
And when the bullets get to popping, they don't give no fucks (fucks)
Money rules everything, and we got the cash,
Pay yo homies one bag, (one!) to blow up yo ass (pow pow)

Kidnap ya from ya residence, no mask no lie
F.B.I. found ya body in Project dumpster, BFI (ooooh, ooooh)

완료

이 노래에 생소한 단어를 모두 추가하셨나요?