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你好! 我是Lirkit !

我尝试了很多方法来记忆英语单词,最后找到了对我来说最有效的一种!

我们一生中听过的所有歌曲的歌词都已记在我们的记忆中。我们根本没有注意到他们,但我们都已经听到了!

我注意到,当你从一首以前听过的歌曲中学习一个新单词时,你已经永远知道这个单词的翻译,并且永远不会忘记它!

我想把这个方法分享给大家。所以,方案如下。

我们找到我们已经听过的歌曲。

我们添加了其中所有不熟悉的单词。

我们通过了记忆游戏的迷你测试。完毕

现在您已经认识了很多单词,您很快就会了解整个语言!

我打赌你会惊讶于这种方法的有效性!)

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Cold Summer

 

Cold Summer

(专辑: Mandatory Check - 2016)


June, another cold summer, shooter gang doing numbers

Cold gunner, another cold summer
Carry the thing looking like it hold a whole hundred
A whole hundred, whole hundred
Carry the thing looking like it hold a whole hundred
Cold gunner, another cold summer
Carry the thing looking like it hold a whole hundred
A whole hundred, whole hundred
Carry the thing looking like it hold a whole hundred

Another cold summer, Shooter Gang doing numbers
Smoking cherry pot, chewing raspberry mambas
Gold foil candles, gonna fuck the homie bitch bruh
Real nigga, that's the only thing I told the bitch
Used to swerve stolen whips
Now we in the only whips
Pink slip, ownership
Lately I've been on my shit
How we 'posed to call you big bruh and you ain't showed the shit
Hit for 20 P's and you ain't throw the little homie shit
Self incrimination for you statement, shouldn't of told 'em shit
Sleeping in that pissy ass home, tank cold as shit
Food hella cold and shit
Ain't no hanging on the fence
Niggas really die behind this politics you up against
Food hella cold and shit
Ain't no banging on the fence
Niggas really die behind this gangsta shit you up against
Polluted oxygen, looking for the opposite
Sliding to the esophagus, knocking at your occupants

Cold gunner, another cold summer
Carry the thing looking like it hold a whole hundred
A whole hundred, whole hundred
Carry the thing looking like it hold a whole hundred
Cold gunner, another cold summer
Carry the thing looking like it hold a whole hundred
A whole hundred, whole hundred
Carry the thing looking like it hold a whole hundred

You can't love me, can't yank nothing from me
Revenue recovered, tryna take some from me
Hit the nigga Skeme like "where you at?"
Them niggas in Oklahoma got pure Act'
On top of that
I got a couple of them drilling with me
Pray for Killer City, that's the iller city
I fuck with blue bang when I'm in the city
GPS on my ankle in a different city
MCM bookbag, it's all 50 in me
Tear this bitch up if they don't let and my niggas in it
Nigga fuck your baby momma, I ain't want the bitch
Thought I locked her in but double pump faked on the bitch
Hell Gang ain't the gang you should go against
Double check the door, he just making sure it's appropriate
Lately I've been going heavy on these opiates
Nowadays God watching niggas you be smoking with

Cold gunner, another cold summer
Carry the thing looking like it hold a whole hundred
A whole hundred, whole hundred
Carry the thing looking like it hold a whole hundred
Cold gunner, another cold summer
Carry the thing looking like it hold a whole hundred
A whole hundred, whole hundred
Carry the thing looking like it hold a whole hundred

完毕

你已经把这首歌里所有不熟悉的词添加了吗?