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Hallo! Ik ben Lirkit!

Ik heb veel manieren geprobeerd om Engelse woorden te onthouden en vond de meest effectieve voor mij!

We hebben alle woorden van de liedjes die we ons hele leven hebben gehoord al in ons geheugen. We hebben er simpelweg geen aandacht aan besteed, maar we horen ze allemaal al!

Ik merkte dat wanneer je een nieuw woord leert uit een liedje dat je al eerder hebt gehoord, je de vertaling van dit woord al voor altijd kent en je het nooit zult vergeten!

Deze methode wil ik met je delen. Het schema is dus als volgt.

We vinden liedjes die we al gehoord hebben.

We voegen alle onbekende woorden ervan toe.

We slagen voor minitests van geheugenspellen. klaar

Nu je veel woorden kent, zul je heel snel de hele taal leren kennen!

Ik wed dat je verrast zult zijn hoe effectief deze methode is!)

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Yung Mal

Nigga Please

 

Nigga Please

(album: Kids Of The 6 - 2017)


[Yung Mal:]
Everything don't be what it seems
You think you be loved but they say you a dream
So I grab that fire when I leave
Steady rolling up cookie, I'm pouring up lean
You can get her back, she wasn't nothing but a squeeze
I'ma drop the top, wanna catch me a breeze
Say I'm going broke, nigga please
I count the backend and I leave (count up)
You say I'm going broke, nigga please
You say that's your ho, nigga please
I had that ho on her knees, she let me hit it for free
She gave Lil Quill the keys
You don't want no smoke, nigga please
Air that shit out and we leave, carbons and two twenty-threes
They cannot help 'em to breathe, we left 'em dead on the scene

[Lil Quill:]
We left it wet on the scene, gone, flooded
Got your ho whip, I just picked up her buddy
Stack up two cups and I pour up some muddy
Stack up some racks then I stack up the luggage
You do the numbers, thumb, fast way
We love it, stacks in my jeans got my shit looking chubby
They didn't fuck with me back when shit was ugly
Got niggas pull up with machines and the skully
Call me a few, roll up 'bout two
Catch me a feature, I make 'em buy two
Catch me a flight, I'ma leave about two
On the way to the money, I don't know about you
Get in the coupe, I'ma drop out the roof
And my young nigga ride with me, know they gon' shoot
And I still got that fire when I'm inside the booth
I ain't telling no lie, all the shit right here true

[Yung Mal:]
Everything don't be what it seems
You think you be loved but they say you a dream
So I grab that fire when I leave
Steady rolling up cookie, I'm pouring up lean
You can get her back, she wasn't nothing but a squeeze
I'ma drop the top, wanna catch me a breeze
Say I'm going broke, nigga please
I count the backend and I leave (count up)
You say I'm going broke, nigga please
You say that's your ho, nigga please
I had that ho on her knees, she let me hit it for free
She gave Lil Quill the keys
You don't want no smoke, nigga please
Air that shit out and we leave, carbons and two twenty-threes
They cannot help 'em to breathe, we left 'em dead on the scene

He was already dead when they came on the scene
Fah-fah-fah-fah, hundred round come out that two twenty-three
Air that shit out, made them folks call the cops
Yeah I grab that fire when I leave
I stay clutching that shit, I be ready for opps
The bitch she ain't none' but a squeeze
Get some head from the bitch, give her back to the block
Pour me a four, had to double the cup
I'm smoking on cookie, it came by the jar
Nigga where you was at, I was trapping the cut
I was getting that shit off, I wasn't asking for nothing
I get paid for this shit, I don't do it for fun
If it ain't 'bout them racks, you know I'm not stunting
You don't ride for your brother, you ain't one hundred
You think you be loved but they hate on they conscious

Everything don't be what it seems
You think you be loved but they say you a dream
So I grab that fire when I leave
Steady rolling up cookie, I'm pouring up lean
You can get her back, she wasn't nothing but a squeeze
I'ma drop the top, wanna catch me a breeze
Say I'm going broke, nigga please
I count the backend and I leave (count up)
You say I'm going broke, nigga please
You say that's your ho, nigga please
I had that ho on her knees, she let me hit it for free
She gave Lil Quill the keys
You don't want no smoke, nigga please
Air that shit out and we leave, carbons and two twenty-threes
They cannot help 'em to breathe, we left 'em dead on the scene

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Heb je alle onbekende woorden uit dit nummer toegevoegd?