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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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Quando Rondo

Letter To You

 

Letter To You

(专辑: Life B4 Fame - 2018)


I'ma keep it real on this one nigga, ayy
Quando Rondo nigga

Talking 'bout me on the internet, waiting for me to write back
Got in my lane and caught some fame, he didn't like that
This a letter to him, I'ma tell him how I feel
Is it me or him like the fact I got a record deal
I ain't never went out bad and that's on neighborhood crip
How the fuck you say you raised me and I met you last year?
I told my partners to chill, boy you could've been killed
Something deep down been telling me don't you cock back the steel
'Cause I got something to lose and you got something to prove
Going live on FaceBook, flexing with all your tools
The only good advice you gave is take our pistol to school
Visits on my rounds killing me or is it deja vu?
'Cause it's too good to be true, is you really gon' shoot?
This a song to the fans but this a letter to you
How the fuck I bet your hand and you ain't never did shit for me
Locked up, call Griffin, you couldn't send a couple cents to me
Drop down to my knees, lord do you hear me?
It's a dirty world, matter fact it's filthy
Judge held a grudge, I swear to God that I'm not guilty
My heart steady screaming out, lord please heal me
If it really was some pressure why the fuck you ain't gon' slide on me?
Put my trust in DJ then that nigga testified on me
Double back, come strapped with the MAC
That day he tried to put that fire on me
No face, no case, I emptied out that four five on me
In the city where I'm from, I swear it's kill or be killed
You gotta stay up on your pivot, anybody can get it
Before I walk up out the door I swear I'm tucking my steel
Mama be praying every night because my city get wicked, yeah yeah
In the city where I'm from, I swear it's kill or be killed
You gotta stay up on your pivot, anybody can get it
Before I walk up out the door I swear I'm tucking my steel
Mama be praying, 'cause she know that my city get wicked, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah (speak them facts nigga)
Yeah yeah (speak them facts nigga)
Uh uh, Quando Rondo nigga (grrah)

完毕

你已经把这首歌里所有不熟悉的词添加了吗?