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
Yung Mal

Cold Shoulder

 

Cold Shoulder

(album: Iceburg - 2019)


[Intro:]
Shawty Fresh on the track
Switch it up

[Yung Mal (Lil Quill):]
Something like a pimp (Yeah, yeah)
All my hoes remote controlling (Mhm)
Lil' bitch got dipped (Hmm, Iceburg)
Hit her with the cold shoulder (Yeah)
Know the bag get zipped, bitch
12 can't smell no fucking odor (Uh-uh)
Eight chains on, cold like North Dakota (Ice)
Nigga, just stay in your lane, stay focused (Yeah)
Bitch got dicked, one fucking my whoadie (Hold on)
Racks in my jeans, they loaded, they poking (Cash)
Winter time, Biscayne, condo on Ocean (Go)
Smoking, Gelato, Biscotti, and Mochi
King of this shit, boy, I need a trophy
I need an extra, I hit it with soda (It's Quill)
Too many chains, it be causing commotion (1'5 shit, nigga)
Just cash the check, I don't talk to promoters

[Lil Quill:]
She tryna fuck, she can't even come over
Got red in my cup, got me leaning and over
Feel like a pimp, I got pink on the sofa
Bustdown on my wrist and it's blinging all over
Ride through the city, the heat didn't hold it
Fuckin the game, watch, we bend it over
Been getting bread, loaf
Gabbana Dolce on the top of my loafer
Huh, get them whacked, no attempt (Whacked, baow)
Lean and Percs in the the camp (Lean, mud)
Put your face on a blimp (Put your lil' face on a blimp)
In the hood, he exempt (In the hood, where?)
Pop shit like pimp (Pop shit like stare)
I got big bad backend (Backend)
He broke, don't know why he capping

[Yung Mal:]
Something like a pimp (Yeah, yeah)
All my hoes remote controlling (Mhm)
Lil' bitch got dipped (Hmm, Iceburg)
Hit her with the cold shoulder (Yeah)
Know the bag get zipped, bitch
12 can't smell no fucking odor (Uh-uh)
Eight chains on, cold like North Dakota (Ice)
Nigga, just stay in your lane, stay focused (Yeah)
Bitch got dicked, one fucking my whoadie (Hold on)
Racks in my jeans, they loaded, they poking (Cash)
Winter time, Biscayne, condo on Ocean (Go)
Smoking, Gelato, Biscotti, and Mochi
King of this shit, boy, I need a trophy
I need an extra, I hit it with soda
Too many chains, it be causing commotion
Just cash the check, I don't talk to promoters (Iceburg)

Pull up on Candler, my young nigga posted (1'5)
Huh, them young niggas slicker than lotion (Mhm)
See the opps, then that shit get toasted
Nigga fell off tryna get with the motion (Haha, hah)
Riding in the Bentley, I'm coasting (Go)
Young nigga go hard and stay focused
Came from the dirt with the rat and the roaches (On God)
I ride with a stick, yeah, that motherfucker loaded
1017 Iceburg the coldest (Ice)
All these chains, can't help but to notice
I'm in that 'Rari, Quill in a brand new Lotus
Bitch, we ball like Ginobili (Ball)
I be going hard, need to give me a trophy
Hah, I'm smoking Gelato with Mochi
And these young niggas...

Something like a pimp (Yeah, yeah)
All my hoes remote controlling (Mhm)
Lil' bitch got dipped (Hmm, Iceburg)
Hit her with the cold shoulder (Yeah)
Know the bag get zipped, bitch
12 can't smell no fucking odor (Uh-uh)
Eight chains on, cold like North Dakota (Ice)
Nigga, just stay in your lane, stay focused (Yeah)
Bitch got dicked, one fucking my whoadie (Hold on)
Racks in my jeans, they loaded, they poking (Cash)
Winter time, Biscayne, condo on Ocean (Go)
Smoking, Gelato, Biscotti, and Mochi
King of this shit, boy, I need a trophy
I need an extra, I hit it with soda
Too many chains, it be causing commotion
Just count the check, I don't talk to promoters (Huh)

[Outro:]
Shawty Fresh on the track
Switch it up

zrobione

Czy dodałeś wszystkie nieznane słowa z tej piosenki?