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

Dźwięk


Interfejs


Poziom trudności


Akcent



język interfejsu

pl

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Polityka Cookie   |   Wsparcie   |   FAQ
Lyrkit kogut

Cześć! Jestem Lirkit!

Próbowałem wielu sposobów na zapamiętanie angielskich słówek i znalazłem ten, który jest dla mnie najskuteczniejszy!

W pamięci mamy już wszystkie słowa piosenek, które słyszeliśmy przez całe życie. Po prostu nie zwracaliśmy na nie uwagi, ale wszyscy już je słyszeliśmy!

Zauważyłam, że kiedy uczysz się nowego słowa z piosenki, którą już wcześniej słyszałaś, to tłumaczenie tego słowa znasz już na zawsze i nigdy go nie zapomnisz!

Chcę się z Wami podzielić tą metodą. Zatem schemat jest następujący.

Znajdujemy utwory, które już słyszeliśmy.

Dodajemy od nich wszystkie nieznane słowa.

Zdajemy mini testy gier pamięciowych. zrobione

Teraz, gdy znasz już wiele słów, bardzo szybko opanujesz cały język!

Założę się, że będziesz zaskoczony, jak skuteczna jest ta metoda!)

dalej

pominąć
1
zarejestruj się / zaloguj
Lyrkit

podarować

5$

Lyrkit

podarować

10$

Lyrkit

podarować

20$

Lyrkit

Lub oceń mnie Windows Store:


I/lub wesprzyj mnie w mediach społecznościowych. sieci:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Mobb Deep

Got It Twisted (Remix)

 

Got It Twisted (Remix)

(album: Amerikaz Nightmare - 2004)


A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-lchemist
Yeah, once again, and we have the remix!
Yeah, uh-huh, what we got?
Twista I see you my nigga! C'mon now
Yeah yeah, yeah, uh-huh
"Oh my gosh! The music just turns me on!"

[Havoc]
Yo.. yo.. ain't no party once we crash the party
Shorty, I'm only here for one night
Meet me in the lobby take a sip of this get nice
I'ma get you bent, but fuck it it's only right
The martinis, them Belvy's, the Hypnotiq's
Turned you out, wanna see what's up in your closet
You got a man, that's cool, I just wanna be friends
I ain't tryin to get hooked like phonics
We on the low so you won't be spotted
Front window tinted so you safe in the cockpit
Fools wild in the club, I just play the wall
My niggaz pray and pray for my downfall
Man how I scoop them broads and get that groupie love
One look and your chick is dug
Y'all ain't real, y'all some home thugs
Please don't make me show you what I snuck in the club, yeah

[Chorus: Havoc]
Y'all niggaz got it twisted, huh?
That liquor up in you, you charged
That truth come out when you drunk
Yo' ass won't make it to see tomorrow
Y'all niggaz got it twisted, huh?
That liquor up in you, you charged
That truth come out when you drunk
Yo' ass won't make it to see tomorrow
We step up in the club with one thing (one thing)
On our mind, that's leave with something (something)
Get rid of that ring, get rid of those cuffs
We about the.. girl
We about the.. girl
We about the.. girl-girl ("The music just turns me on!")
We about the.. girl
We about the.. girl-girl

[Twista]
They call me Twista but homey don't get it twisted
Fuck specifics, or the ballistics hollows'll get you rifted
Fuck with the gifted, take a look at what my machines did
That I got from my niggaz from Queensbridge, you ain't seen shit
Take a shot of my liquor, then I pull on the trigger
Rollin in with the Mobb Deep, and we steady gettin thicker and thicker
For the lords and the gangsters, thugs and the killers
We got too many toolies floatin between us, you can't get wit us
It's that killer Twista in the house, and I'm
quick to put the pistol in your mouth, and uh
got pounds like got seventy-five to cop twenty
But I'm only spendin sixty, the rest is new glock money
Distribute 'em to the click that we steppin up in the club
Where the freaks pop that ass on the dick, showin us love
Tryin to get out of line, you gon' get hit with the biscuit
You got Seagram's in front of you, so get twisted, don't get it twisted

[Chorus]

[Prodigy]
If you really wanna party with P
Put your hands where my eyes can see
And shorty right there she come with me
And I hope she got friends, cause we Mobb Deep
No bullshit, Timb boots and gangster clothes
We don't follow trends we set those!
You see us gettin dressed up, ain't nuttin
but some fresh white on whites and that ol' folks
Infamous a new label
Don't confuse our shit with no other labels (fuck up outta here)
Come through that bitch just force, and lay shit down
We don't gotta send people, we bang for real
You won't know if I did sum'n, I won't tell
Or rap about it songs, cause that's goin to jail
But come fuckin with me, that's goin to hell
You rap about me? That's how I can tell!

[Chorus]

zrobione

Czy dodałeś wszystkie nieznane słowa z tej piosenki?