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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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Globetrotterz

(album: Boochie Gang - 2018)


Front me some dope, I cross you over like the Globetrotters
I'm in the club putting in orders for the gold bottles
Shit hit the fan, that nigga snitched, he couldn't hold water
I get the Pyrex and fill it with some cold water
These .45 bullets shake like a teeter-totter
I got my son drinking milk out a Gucci bottle
After that drive by that car smell like gunpowder
Aim at your top, crack it open like a sunflower

Your outta luck, you better duck, I blow your head off
You run off with the pack, my niggas cut your legs off
Slept with the money and took her out but then cleaned the bed off
I'm in my lolo, I'm tryna throw the feds off
These niggas characters, all actors [?] these W's
I'm just a pistol totin [?] W's
I sip some dope, it have me high up off the residue
Think you's a big nigga, that make my chopper measure you
They took you in investigation room and pressured you
They must've knew that you would fold, yeah they pressured you
I couldn't fuck your bitch, I had a busy schedule
These VVS's make my wrist look like a swimming pool
You better find the exit 'fore them bullets enter you
This for them broke niggas, I hope I'm not offending you
You got your vest on but it's not defending you
Pussy nigga [?]

My trap house loaded up
With dope fiends, new crib, fill it up
We Flash Gang
Nigga, let me talk my shit
And if you got a broke disease, go get you some vaccination

Front me some dope, I cross you over like the Globetrotters
I'm in the club putting in orders for the gold bottles
Shit hit the fan, that nigga snitched, he couldn't hold water
I get the Pyrex and fill it with some cold water
These .45 bullets shake like a teeter-totter
I got my son drinking milk out a Gucci bottle
After that drive by that car smell like gunpowder
Aim at your top, crack it open like a sunflower

I ice my neck up, my shit hit harder
I beat the trunk up, my shit harder
Smoke out the pound, make the blunt hit harder
You tote that .9 bitch, my chopper hit harder
[?], huh, I hit the pussy harder
She call me daddy, like she is my daughter
We make this so fast, niggas hate harder
I need my old school dunk, Vince Carter
It got that deep dish, paint, mascara
I put some Forgies, now it's much taller
Just took a broke nigga's bitch, she want a baller
Don't want your [?] anymore, you couldn't afford her

Front me some dope, I cross you over like the Globetrotters
I'm in the club putting in orders for the gold bottles
Shit hit the fan, that nigga snitched, he couldn't hold water
I get the Pyrex and fill it with some cold water
These .45 bullets shake like a teeter-totter
I got my son drinking milk out a Gucci bottle
After that drive by that car smell like gunpowder
Aim at your top, crack it open like a sunflower

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Heb je alle onbekende woorden uit dit nummer toegevoegd?