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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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DJ Mustard

Nothin Like Me

 

Nothin Like Me

(album: Ketchup - 2013)


[Hook: Dom Kennedy]
He might have the cars and the clothes, always wear gold
But that nigga ain't nothin like me
He might have a watch and a strap, a nice Cadillac
But that nigga ain't nothin like me
He might have the internet buzz, a plug on the drugs
But that nigga ain't nothin like me
He might get cheque after cheque, but ya panties ain't wet
Cause that nigga can't do it like me

[Verse 1: Dom Kennedy]
We got bottles but no cups
I'm like Russell Simmons but he don't fly coach much
Niggas went from eating cold cuts to Ruth's Chris
To pulling up in some new shit, they like who this
LA on my hat, that's a known fact
So you already know where I be
And when I get old, I want to have hoes
Like my motherfucking nigga YG
Westside get the money, so you niggas is all talk
My girls looking all good, they asses is all soft
My cars all black, ya ride like a mob boss
But that's not the reason that she taking them drawers off
In fact, I never ask her shit like where you at
Because anywhere she go I'm pretty sure she coming back
Let her find out that all these other niggas wack
And you insecure niggas trying to rap

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Dom Kennedy]
Wait nigga hold up
These niggas come to town, start wifing my old sluts
I told her go down ya right to the toe touch
Then reach around for me girl, grab both nuts
Talk about real niggas, I been one
Naw them cars cost 100 and then some
Eating on dim sum, blessed with income
Seen Mustard Benz, shit I might get one
But if you riding passenger, I ain't even mad at ya
Two years ago, shit I was in the Acura
On me, this OpM shit spectacular
Had a south central ass nigga out in Africa
In fact, I put the westside on my back
And told her I'm going take her everywhere on the map
Throw a big party watch them hoes throw it back
Tell them get home safely that's a wrap

[Hook]

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Heb je alle onbekende woorden uit dit nummer toegevoegd?