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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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Real Boss

 

Real Boss

(专辑: The Prodigy: Ladies Only Edition - 2021)


Yo, Alvero
Yeah
Yeah

Fuck me like I'm a real boss (Yeah)
Bought a Forgi', my wheel cost (Yeah)
Top shotta get you knocked off (Yeah)
Fuck around, knock your block off (Yeah)
Two girls come, top me out (Yeah)
Hundred racks, I fucked that up (Yeah)
Maybach gon' drop me off (Yeah)
Just a million dollars in the loft
Yeah, pull up the big mansion with the shottas
She was a chicken head, I told her, "Gobble"
Ride in the backseat with the chopper
I'm smoking up the pound like a rasta
Kick a bitch out the crib like soccer
Bet you, my shooter pull up in a Honda
Bet, you they knock it off for a hundred
Big grabba, young nigga get blunted

Big mansion, but my bitch got money
Me a big boss, pull up and stunt
Why he cappin'? He ain't got no hundreds
I was smokin up the pound, I'm blunted
That's a drone, choppa holdin a hundred
Niggas faking, I'ma keep it a hundred
If you talking 'bout my city, we running
Call the shooters, make the pussys start running
Smoke out the pound, used to go sell an onion
You better get low, my niggas coming
It ain't calypso when we start drumming
I got a rich ho', I'm in her stomach
You niggas really ain't talking 'bout nothing
Keeping it with me, I dare you to try shit
These niggas saving a hoe they sidekicks
I'm talking money and they get it silent

Fuck me like I'm a real boss (Yeah)
Bought a Forgi', my wheel cost (Yeah)
Top shotta get you knocked off (Yeah)
Fuck around, knock your block off (Yeah)
Two girls come, tap me out (Yeah)
Hundred racks, I fucked that up (Yeah)
Maybach gon' drop me off (Yeah)
Just a million dollars in the loft
Yeah, pull up the big mansion with the shottas
She was a chicken head, I told her, "Gobble"
Ride in the backseat with the chopper
I'm smoking up the pound like a rasta
Kick a bitch out the crib like soccer
Bet you, my shooter pull up in a Honda
Bet, you they knock it off for a hundred
Big grabba, young nigga get blunted

Unuh no ramp with me money (Nah)
From ah US gimme all the hundreds (Yeah)
Fuck dem gyal (Yeah)
Shub me hood all in her tummy (Tummy, yuh sih?!)
Brrrrrp
Yeah, she bust it (Bust it, yeah, yeah, yeah)
She suck my dick then me fuck it
Don't try me, me clip have in thirty (Thirty)
Say you badder than me, stop the fuckery
Full of courage, now me step out and go make them duppy
Dump them in a rubbish (Rubbish)
Glock make the place haffi bloody (Bloody)
A we have the power like Sonic (Sonic)
Gwan like say unuh wicked and tough
And a them girl a suck off me cocky (Yeah)
So me give her the pouridge (Yeah)
The protein shake weh have body
She suck off me dick and she give me the sloppy (Sloppy)
She mek me bust like me [?]
A we have the big Glocks fuck dem gyal and give her me killer (Yeah)
Roll up like Armadillo with some blunt where bigger than cigar (Yeah)

Fuck me like I'm a real boss (Yeah)
Bought a Forgi', my wheel cost (Yeah)
Top shotta get you knocked off (Yeah)
Fuck around, knock your block off (Yeah)
Two girls come, tap me out (Yeah)
Hundred racks, I fucked that up (Yeah)
Maybach gon' drop me off (Yeah)
Just a million dollars in the loft
Yeah, pull up the big mansion with the shottas
She was a chicken head, I told her, "Gobble"
Ride in the backseat with the chopper
I'm smoking up the pound like a rasta
Kick a bitch out the crib like soccer
Bet you, my shooter pull up in a Honda
Bet, you they knock it off for a hundred
Big grabba, young nigga get blunted

I like that, what?
I What?
I like that, what?
Oh, hey, what?
I like that, what?
I What?
I like that, what?
Oh, hey

完毕

你已经把这首歌里所有不熟悉的词添加了吗?