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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!

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Bitch, I'm from the gutter, yeah
I was serving butter
Just me and my brothers
Love me like no other, yeah
Man I miss my mother
I can't have another
Hold up, roll another blunt
Baby, please don't judge me
Where I'm from it's ugly
Stressing, sipping muddy
How he shot his buddy
Bitching bout some Cudi
Left that pussy bloody
We ain't never study
But still made I swear to God we lucky
Who would have thought that some niggas from Kentucky
Go to Atlanta and make the city love me, yeah
She say she in my bag, yeah
Okay, I got the racks, yeah
What color Chanel bag?, yeah
Don't trip 'cause I'm gon' make bag, yeah
Off the P, man this shit straight gas, yeah
Wagon G, and I hit it straight gas, yeah
Straight facts, yeah
Smoke a zip when I think way back, yeah

On the gang I really think I love you
Baby, never change, won't put no one above you
Say my name, you screaming when I fuck you
I been through the rain but cover up your puddles
Exotic strains, a couple of Russian muzzles
He been going insane, survival of the jungle
He got up his muscle, but like parts to the puzzle
Made it through the struggle, took off like a shuttle, yeah

Bitch, I'm from the gutter, yeah
I was serving butter
Just me and my brothers
Love me like no other, yeah
Man I miss my mother
I can't have another
Hold up, roll another blunt
Baby, please don't judge me
Where I'm from it's ugly
Stressing, sipping muddy
How he shot his buddy
Bitching bout some Cudi
Left that pussy bloody
We ain't never study
But still made I swear to God we lucky
Who would have thought that some niggas from Kentucky
Go to Atlanta and make the city love me, yeah
She say she in my bag, yeah
Okay, I got the racks, yeah
What color Chanel bag?, yeah
Don't trip 'cause I'm gon' make bag, yeah
Off the P, man this shit straight gas, yeah
Wagon G, and I hit it straight gas, yeah
Straight facts, yeah
Smoke a zip when I think way back, yeah

klaar

Heb je alle onbekende woorden uit dit nummer toegevoegd?